This is a song about "Splatter after"

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

I make em open up and then the cream goes splatter

That's why i'm after this money

On they twitter writing novels, see

And later like humpy dumpy his face went splatter

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

I'm a splatter of bad problems,

And i need you to show me love

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

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

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

Tell your girl to clean my splatter up

Cerebral blood splatter and brain matter

You told me god was the answer

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

After eating burgers and chips