This is a song about "All you other clowns make me sick"

I'll be doing big you lil prick just make me real sick

Shit this life gets overwhelming and more then hectic

She ain't trippin off nuttin’ nobody else say

As to me all the other rappers are just clay

A sick 16 to merk you all,

Bitch, i was born to ball

I bet you hear that white music

Which rap will make you sick

Loud p.o.t. above y’all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call

I get excited n all when you make me cry n crawl

I'm so sick but you fuckers never sick of me

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

Bars coming out fearless, i'll make you sick with this illness

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

Niggas talk a lot of shit, but that's after i'm gone

Because you've made me sick with all these diss song