This is a song about "Gore"

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

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

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

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

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

The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

I slice em, spilling out the blood and gore

Its a murder scene, gore ahead,

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

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

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

And i don’t wanna be a playa no more

Screamin murder bloodier than gore