This is a song about "Anorexia"

He vanished just like a fad, no kiss, no phone,

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone

On that red-eyed kush flight

That addiction penalized

Better check ur facts b, i pop tags like its acne,

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

Sneeze minus the sick, ma mind is the disease

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

I don't know why this average white guy gave into a rap fad,

Through thick and thin

To feed an addiction

But now i'm thinkin ima buy cocaine

I ain't even start yet, this is propane

So i'm gonna keep making, smoking and eating,

Put that on everything these other bitches anything