This is a song about "Curing cancer"

I just write that right by a mic stand

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

Eating my soul just like cancer,

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

I just want an answer, am i really like cancer?

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

I'm the answer to every question, pass cancer,

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Your pants get hit with cancer

Because cancer has the answer to every offensive and defensive punch

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

I got something you've been waiting for

Stuck between his cortex, with a little cancer

Aw shit, the piggy is getting near

Nah, that's just cancer killing off your career