This is a song about "Canopies cancerous"

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

Hard as a taint, cancerous prostate

You're cancerous, a cadaver motherfucker, already dead

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

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