This is a song about "Eat a sick nigga"

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

Print a receipt out of my ass crack for you to eat.

78. sick rapper on a beat,

From the back seat, back seat

Carlton's amazin, eat this beat like a raisin

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

Ill stick his balls to his jaw, so he can eat meat that's raw, and get sick

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

24 bars you nigga gonn eat, fuck all the studying, i read

Same thing with this music

A pin-prick, it makes me sick

I'm a eat, burp, and leave.

Inferior, but i'm nice

I never crack i got that chap stick

Of course a lame gone make you sick