This is a song about "Horror core"

Fission conflagration at the core of this sensation

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Disorders and generate horror within' recorders. i'm at my peak, my lyrical

Facing away the image ive become/ truth be told/ its truely cynical

Gorgeous, the funky four horsemen and one more

Gonna yamoto on your face cause i got a fusion core

Yeah, i never dreamed of a gift

The quran's the core of foreign conflict,

I just know what you mean

Makes it seem like a horror scene

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

So ya im obssesd wit horror make you have dreams

Knife shines like pennywises white light horror

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Emperor, hotter than an embers core

Some old bitch that we did before