This is a song about "Cured"

I got something you've been waiting for

My raps are so good, i just cured cancer.

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

They say it's cured by patience, well that's some bullshit

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Ironic how the fear of death is cured with assassins

Ive been leapin' n' speedin needin to spit meaning while freeing n' keeping it real as fuck

When it comes to these rhymes i'm a lyrical thug i'm so sick i couldn't be cured by a miracle drug

I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism west shit

Life is ironic, cured hip-hop's chronic/