This is a song about "Alanta and the crona virus"

And i know you miss me tooshe sighed then she said

Influenza virus. i'll have you fed

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Spinning but it stays alive in the rotation spread like a virus

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

The blacks and the poor and the women given grief,

Here's the answer and the antidote:

And tony jr. said i'm the hope

So i harness the virus, in my iris

That scary love, never get married love

And i ride for any nigga who believe in the shit

Your pc must have a virus after that shit you spit

Except the niggers and the women and the whites who aren't regal

The root of all evil, is sorta like the roots new sequel

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Equation? nah, you lose if you had a virus