This is a song about "Butthole cancer"

Cancer wasn't the plan, i am who i am, dammed,

Cause even thugs get lonely, understand

Told you camp lo was my favorite

Putting cancer in supper and shit

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

I'm the answer to every question, pass cancer,

And served it to the public on a silver platter

I hoped that these guys would suffer the cancer

Will i die in my sleep or will i die of cancer

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Your pants get hit with cancer

I'll tackle fuckin' fans on stage, i spread lyrical cancer plagues,

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

My raps are so good, i just cured cancer.

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for