This is a song about "Screw your slimy guts"

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Its been a month since he lost his guts to rap

I hate your fucking guts.

I call it speaking tongues

I'll spill your guts and i'll murder you till your last breath,

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

Slimy slick stabbing snakes, i wish they could fade away

And i got 'em every day, every day

Slimy slick stabbing snakes, i wish they could fade away

P.s hey, how long will they mourn you? forever and a day

Splatter guts n' catchya after

That damier bag i bought her

Screw up the cup, i'm on

My sim card's the bomb

I'm writing with the pen i pried it from satan's guts

Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims