This is a song about "Stomach xploding"

Run for cover and return fire

Our raps make me spit stomach bile

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

To livin in a house with food my stomach

Make account getting vows spitting movable bowels

Especially with stomach growls, absent dads, thunder pounds,

My stomach hurts so i'm lookin' for a purse to snatch

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

No passion when im fucking ram in your stomach

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Your stomach is aching michael j fox shaking

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Get it girl, keep that motor running

Came on her stomach, pull out, never fronting