This is a song about "Anal cancer"

I hoped that these guys would suffer the cancer

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Eating my soul just like cancer,

See, i like the person that you are

Oh shes been through the oral phase, anal phase, orgy phase, squirting phase

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

I'll keep cursing the pastor calling him worse than a cancer

Staple ya hands to ya face and make a dyke give you anal

I’m an animal my video on discovery channel

Your pants get hit with cancer

The only time i flirt with her

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Stuck between his cortex, with a little cancer

Who was brushing his teeth when he happened to see a bitch using anal beads,

I spaz in true speech one relapse and ya naps get thrown thru out these streets//