This is a song about "Splatter"

Leap above the street and splatter on the concrete,

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Watch it splatter pitter patter make that blood rain

I rather give you my last to see you live again

And my visceral matter will splatter on the stratosphere

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

I make em open up and then the cream goes splatter

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

And fatter till he pops and goes splatter, staggers through the streets with a hammer,

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

I'm a splatter of bad problems,

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

Trail of blood splatter, brain matter leading to the scene of the crime,

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

And all these rappers know just where i'm bout to go so catch me then