This is a song about "Being sick"

For going on being

Bun b, i’m underground king

You just do your thing chick

Which rap will make u sick

Jealous bitches make sick

Got a sign on my dick

And i can admire your body but your mind is much deeper

Sick of being in trouble because of my demeanor/

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great

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

Sick twisted fantasies

Everything ain't what it seems

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

Im sick of fucking being skint for draw

Middle finger up, to the mother fucking law