This is a song about "Cancer"

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

I'll tackle fuckin' fans on stage, i spread lyrical cancer plagues,

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

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

Your pants get hit with cancer

Say bye bye to her

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Stuck between his cortex, with a little cancer

To you niggas biting my flows and my subject matter

Haunted elements and answers in the eloquence of cancer

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

My rhymes are sick like i struggle to stay cancer free

I pipe in and one night her

For kicks i cure cancer

So on my way here i hit a couple of queer

Nah, that's just cancer killing off your career