This is a song about "Cancer aids"

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

For kicks i cure cancer

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Your rhymes will receive less attention then and aids patient

I got two whole tears in a bucket

Putting cancer in supper and shit

Yeah, they call me country grammar

Your pants get hit with cancer

I'm an incurable sickness like terminal cancer

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

....so u know these hoes gone sweat! me like an aids test

You're the reason i can stand tall, me and my girlfriend

Are your hands still shaking? are those aids?

Ya'll bullshittin', still goin on dates

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Giving aids and hiv to baby mamas, stacking riches,