This is a song about "Grandmother dying from cancer"

Fucking hoes, no strings attached

There destructive like cancer act

Gangstas dying from day to day

Few chips, i get out n' spray

I'm the answer to every question, pass cancer,

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Putting cancer in supper and shit

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Haunted elements and answers in the eloquence of cancer

Money got me sagging, it really doesn't matter

Stuck between his cortex, with a little cancer

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

Why this cancer is trying to take my beautiful wife from me.

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Im living every second that im dying