This is a song about "Surgery blood guts long hours"

Those seconds are precious like hours

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

Like hoes down in magic city

Blood guts is what i see

Those seconds are precious like hours

And what about the rappers

I can see all your guts

Or closed casket for our troubles

Leaving you circus freaks needing emergency surgery

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

But most times darling the sequel sucks

I cant i wont i dont have the guts

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Cover surgery prefer mine over

I hate your fucking guts.

I call it speaking tongues