This is a song about "Disease and death"

I get my paper, y'all just hate

All around theres death,drugs, and rape

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Disappear broke every law of physic and spawned death.

I say "stay", she wanna leave

The death that bloats like a disease

And i'm a hit'cha wit the blow of death

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Me and my crew the best we do this to the death

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Now its 2014 and last week i got diagnosed with lymes disease,

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

And now the chance of my death increases.

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses