This is a song about "Murder blood gore"

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

But i got skeptics and some fans that just be needing more

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

So let me murder this phony

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

With intent to commit murder

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

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

It would murder the electronics

And shrimp might run and tell the pigs

It didn't have to be relationship murder

And if you’re proud of it let me see your lighter

Bitches is artificially duck

Full up to fuck with blood,

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

We thinkin you got em and going murder