This is a song about "Cancer"

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

Choking on them white boys make a black panther

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

Because cancer has the answer to every offensive and defensive punch

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

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

Of cigarettes, cancer sticks, almighty fire with no smoke

Fuck "grey's anatomy" i'm getting sasha grey throat

Regardless to all them, i appease her

My raps are so good, i just cured cancer.

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

Must be the sickness that grows inside cancer patients,

My rhymes are sick like i struggle to stay cancer free

As i seenobody cares about my history

And served it to the public on a silver platter

Stuck between his cortex, with a little cancer