This is a song about "Ebola herpes"

Bitch jealousy is a disease and its infectious

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe

Let them die of a dreadful disease

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Then i'll rome with the gods, rip the acne from your face,

Better check ur facts b, i pop tags like its acne,

With some matching pink panties, lipstick from my granny

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

I'll feed lupus into your beat's loops and retool the spool backwards

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

Let fly trigger a torpedo nuclear or a new disease

Witnessed my disease, spit lonely on the streets, wolf on the beat,

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

The words they say decay him like they're a disease