This is a song about "Cough"

There's so much smoke in the air, we can sense that whooping cough,

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

Fat rhymes every time, bitch, roseanne bars

This is a full blown virus, we don't fuck with a cough

Cough up a lung where i'm from, the south son,

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

I walk down the steps and cough

Get off the stage, let him cough a rage

While half my mental belongs in a cage

Around my way, i'm cut throat

All cough, crystals off yellow brick road/

Lookin' out, retarded kids screamin' out fuck slob, jesus

While you cough it up like it was stuck in your lungs.

Ya .ima breath fresh air watch em cough it out,

Might even know how hard it is, no doubt