This is a song about "Cancer aids"

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Stuck between his cortex, with a little cancer

There destructive like cancer act

And even more alarming is the fact

Your pants get hit with cancer

Huh, i can't interpret her

Eating my soul just like cancer,

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Give me a blue benz, red porsche, red range

So maybe like aids, y’all ain’t up on the right page,

Banner,and ill give you cancer

You told me god was the answer

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Putting cancer in supper and shit