This is a song about "Disease and death"

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

Death and anxiety have riddled my life,

Been on my shoulder and wait for my death

Dc has never seen such progress

And now the chance of my death increases.

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

The death that bloats like a disease

So if you wanna leave

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

Disappear broke every law of physic and spawned death.

Before you know it, she workin', jerkin' it nonstop

Whack is some kinda disease and i'm the cure because i drop

That i'm worth my weight in gold and still disease free

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby