This is a song about "Grammas got cancer"

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Must be the sickness that grows inside cancer patients,

Just lay back, get your face slapped

There destructive like cancer act

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around

But then cancer came, ravaged your body and i got down,

Putting cancer in supper and shit

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

Because cancer has the answer to every offensive and defensive punch

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

Nah, that's just cancer killing off your career

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Haunted elements and answers in the eloquence of cancer

My raps are so good, i just cured cancer.

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her