This is a song about "Colon cancer"

None at all, that's the answer, the chance is bigger if it cures cancer.

Not even on the distance factor chicks who pick the rapper

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

Eating my soul just like cancer,

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Your pants get hit with cancer

I think it excited her

Cancer wasn't the plan, i am who i am, dammed,

With such an ugly picture in it and

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

I pass cancer through the mic, have answers,

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

Stood beside me during my cancer fight as nobody would.

Only thing you smoke is firecrackers causing cancer

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for