This is a song about "Splatter"

Splatter guts n' catchya after

Took the van, went snatch her

Like modern art i splatter words up all on the walls

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Watch it splatter pitter patter make that blood rain

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

I make em open up and then the cream goes splatter

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Turning you bitches to splatter

Yeah, they call me country grammar

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Someone wants to beef, oopsy daisy i'ma splatter,

The rest who splatter on the canvas, wished it '98 again,

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

I think found where your mind was

I'm a splatter of bad problems,