This is a song about "Brain cancer"

Go to school today, tomorrow, the day after

Only thing you smoke is firecrackers causing cancer

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

My raps are so good, i just cured cancer.

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

An illusion of the brain

I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper

I'm an incurable sickness like terminal cancer

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

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

Stuck between his cortex, with a little cancer

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Nah, that's just cancer killing off your career

Give these niggas the pink slip when they appear

I pass cancer through the mic, have answers,

I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters