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

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Leaving you circus freaks needing emergency surgery

Those seconds are precious like hours

You just trynna be haters

To give surgery to your lyrics, theyre going to get lit

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Ya girl feeling great now cause he play in her guts

Blood guts is what i see

Fuck that now trying get the money

Cover surgery prefer mine over

Two chains, two guns, he bipolar

I hate your fucking guts.

Or closed casket for our troubles

Just for fun; i'm number one, these other niggas' bubble guts

Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims