This is a song about "Aids"

On how to spit a real rhyme,im aids nobody wants to fuck with me but i feel fine

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

And when you're black or latin know they administer aids,

So maybe like aids, y’all ain’t up on the right page,

See, welcome to fame where most of us is gon' change

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

Remember these are the people who started aids

The shit, you can mention me if anybody ask you

I take cover from the view cause i don't want to catch aids too!

I'm sicker than an aids patient plagued with rabies

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

Are your hands still shaking? are those aids?

Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks