This is a song about "Ass cancer"

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

My raps are so good, i just cured cancer.

Eating my soul just like cancer,

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Must be the sickness that grows inside cancer patients,

There destructive like cancer act

Just lay back, get your face slapped

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

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

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

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

Nigga don't give a fuck, that's that wolf gang swagger

My uncle is in hospital fighting against cancer

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

You know you stuntin’ a break – uh break- breakdown