This is a song about "Butthole cancer"

Stuck between his cortex, with a little cancer

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

Putting cancer in supper and shit

So that don't even matter

Dont answer i know you beat cancer

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

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

My rhymes are sick like i struggle to stay cancer free

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

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

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

Doctor made her fatter

For kicks i cure cancer

Shit i'm the the rapper

Your pants get hit with cancer