This is a song about "Gore bunt"

If it means sickness, chainsaws, torture blood and gore bring more,

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

She don’t give her nigga head

Its a murder scene, gore ahead,

Screamin murder bloodier than gore

Ima go until my arm's sore

From an innocent little child, i grew up to love gore

Head game outta control, super heroes on the floor

Watch the gore spread more and more, till the blood runs red down ya left leg

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

Leaving your gore to pore, hoe u ain't winning so stop being ambitious

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

I slice em, spilling out the blood and gore

Might as well, mix it up. im a fashion whore