This is a song about "Intestines"

By these scenes of intestines,bitch i'm surrounded,

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Your intestines out and use them for rope skipping

Gut them niggas open send their intestines to their mommies

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

Crudely, slurping rudely her essence then i served her intestines

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

So i can hear the spikes enter his organs 'n' intestines

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Do my chores... before i explore your intestines with a fork.

He pushing cause his goal's to be higher with the lord

White coke, tan dope, black gun, trey deuce

Intestines wrapped around your neck like a noose

I just feed em, fuck em, till i’m satisfied

Hung by your intestines, swinging from side to side,