This is a song about "Liver"

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

My finger on the trigger, again in the liver, like my reps gotta pump

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

If this battle was a brawl i'd go to the liver like you ordered take out

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Iller than hundred n eight degree fever ripping emcees liver

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

And i'll eat your liver with a nice chianti.

I’m picking through the crowd tryna see a little clearer

You're gonna sink in the river, with no liver

Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the darknow that it's passion, hold me tight

Not a moment to bicker, sinner born tonight, a winner's liver torn in spite

Alcoholic dad died of damaged liver..step dad was also a leaver he succumbed to my shovel/

Smoking sherm, drinking malt liquor, father forgive 'emme and my girlfriend, hustling, fell in love with the struggle

Sliced through the liver, probably lived a life of a sinner,

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingohh look in the mirror