This is a song about "Cancerous aids"

But i do quite well with all the bait

Hard as a taint, cancerous prostate

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

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

Cancerous/ got u thinking about kemo/ got u lost like nemo/ on edge like primo/

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

Are your hands still shaking? are those aids?

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

Remember these are the people who started aids

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

I'm sicker than an aids patient plagued with rabies

So maybe like aids, y’all ain’t up on the right page,

Peep gamedon't let the money make you change