This is a song about "Ass cancer"

I'll tackle fuckin' fans on stage, i spread lyrical cancer plagues,

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

I work hard for everything i get

Putting cancer in supper and shit

Must be the sickness that grows inside cancer patients,

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

Your pants get hit with cancer

Shit i'm the the rapper

But then cancer came, ravaged your body and i got down,

But i apologize for not walking you around

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

My rhymes are sick like i struggle to stay cancer free

I get it crackin' like the lips of a nigger, actor

Stuck between his cortex, with a little cancer

None at all, that's the answer, the chance is bigger if it cures cancer.

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her