This is a song about "Spilling your guts"

Like a motherfucking serial killer i'm blood spilling

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

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

As she goes through the levels

I cant i wont i dont have the guts

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

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

Not even my favorite rapper

Splatter guts n' catchya after

When they hear me rocking the groove

I'm just spilling the truth

You good man, we don't want you

Seeping out and spilling through

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

Shove your head up your butt til ya see your own guts