This is a song about "Bubonic plague"

Push comes to shove now this ain't for play, want a war, i'm the killing plague

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

That plague the families, lack of structure, it's a dumping ground,

Wrap around 'til they hit the ground and they hear a sound

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

World war one two, plague and dead jews i still got the souvenirs

Call it bubonic, getting all the dollars and

Still they wonder how i seem so confident

And i won't stop until the issues that plague today's addressed,

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

And i won't stop until the issues that plague today's addressed,

Give me a moment bet the time will be the best, best

Fuck the loving, up 'n' coming rappers are the cure for this virus plague

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played