This is a song about "Cancer"

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

Not even on the distance factor chicks who pick the rapper

I pass cancer through the mic, have answers,

We gotta get back to what really matters

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

My raps are so good, i just cured cancer.

Your pants get hit with cancer

Not even my favorite rapper

Of cigarettes, cancer sticks, almighty fire with no smoke

Cruising on relationship, but need a different boat

None at all, that's the answer, the chance is bigger if it cures cancer.

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Cancer wasn't the plan, i am who i am, dammed,

My ambition is wicked i put that shit on my hand

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

Haunted elements and answers in the eloquence of cancer