This is a song about "Being a sick cunt"

But since whitley gilbert and jada pinkett my world been different

Devil is jealous, cuz compared to me he aint nothin but a open cunt

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Tied up cunt in my basement like a prisoner

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Of course a lame gone make you sick

I think i'm koko b. ware, you just a bird babe

I’m sick and tired of being around this murder and rape,

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Am sick of being stuck for grass

I'm a realass nigga sick of being spitted on cause i'm the "wrong" one

And if loving her is wrong then i just know i won't see heaven