This is a song about "Cancerous aids"

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

I'm itchin from kitchen aids aka hot as fiction maids

I must be goin' out my mindlike i'm up against the worldthis guerilla team of mine

On how to spit a real rhyme,im aids nobody wants to fuck with me but i feel fine

....so u know these hoes gone sweat! me like an aids test

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

And when you're black or latin know they administer aids,

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

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

Your rhymes will receive less attention then and aids patient

Are your hands still shaking? are those aids?

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Rae took on the date with the purple tape

Hard as a taint, cancerous prostate

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

I take cover from the view cause i don't want to catch aids too!