This is a song about "Butthole cancer"

But then cancer came, ravaged your body and i got down,

I ain't gon chirp ya mobile phone and chase you all over town

Because cancer has the answer to every offensive and defensive punch

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

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

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Only thing you smoke is firecrackers causing cancer

And all women who had light features, see

My rhymes are sick like i struggle to stay cancer free

I'm an incurable sickness like terminal cancer

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

They'd probably find me in the woods hanging from a rope

Of cigarettes, cancer sticks, almighty fire with no smoke

Your pants get hit with cancer

See, i like the person that you are