This is a song about "Cancer"

Putting cancer in supper and shit

Y’all niggas don’t worry me at least a bit

And fiendin' for my mercedessuckers scatter

Only thing you smoke is firecrackers causing cancer

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

I'm the answer to every question, pass cancer,

Your pants get hit with cancer

Of impactful things one can ask for

I hoped that these guys would suffer the cancer

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

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

I pass cancer through the mic, have answers,

Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

But then cancer came, ravaged your body and i got down,