This is a song about "Bladder cramps"

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I feel another disaster in my bladder evertime i read another chapter,

You're about to get shattered i see the liquid coming out of your bladder.

But not as bad as lookin' backwards wishin' that we hadn't been such of a damn disaster

No chatter, turn ya behind, and flippin ya bladder

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

I got a green bag with them blue strands

Spitting till i feel lyrical cramps

Like the mad hatter's bad bladder

How the fuck a deal matter

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

Cut from a dagger i'll serve you your bladder on a curved platter

Hack ya bladder with a jagged dagger then shove it down your throat.

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

His bladder is burnt through like the rapture of antimatter,