This is a song about "Cancer aids"

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

A-t-l they know my name, magic city throw some change

I'm an incurable sickness like terminal cancer

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

You’ll never be me partner so it don’t fucking matter

Stuck between his cortex, with a little cancer

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

My uncle is in hospital fighting against cancer

I pass cancer through the mic, have answers,

My antennas will block the scanners

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

Cause either you gonna whine or you climb; i chose the latter