This is a song about "Ass aids"

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

A couple of hookers, nice ass

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

Remember these are the people who started aids

So chase the air hide your stash

So you can kiss my ass

I bury lightning in your ass

Baby, you got that super bass

Before i kick your ass

I can get straight to the cash

I'm sicker than an aids patient plagued with rabies

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Giving aids and hiv to baby mamas, stacking riches,