This is a song about "Tore"

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

Kids are making fun of me and my feelings are still not tore

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

I remember the day when i tore up her insides

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

Imagery, i paint pictures, stay sicker, i tore this raw,

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

Fuck with me you'll be forced to watch as i tore you into squat,

That they tore to pieces right from the start,

Cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart

And gary coleman just passed: life is short

Hip hop core that tore your shit like cardboard

You’ll never be me partner so it don’t fucking matter

Patching the hole you tore in rap with your whack beats and swagger

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Divided families and tore 'em up and saddened mothers,