This is a song about "Gonorrhea"

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

It's disgursting my flow burning like gonorrhea and urine,

Who thought he got gonorrhea at a laundry mat.

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

You’ll get burned like gonorrhea

They can not pause like right one sega

We don’t want ya gonorrhea.

Oh yeah, pops got a visa

Bitch i hope you get gonorrhea

Im no angel, my hoes like a sega

On my mothers dead corpse, though he had gonorrhea.

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

On my mothers dead corpse, though he had gonorrhea.

Who thought he got gonorrhea at a laundry mat.

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back