This is a song about "Hate cancer"

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Stuck between his cortex, with a little cancer

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

My raps are so good, i just cured cancer.

Haunted elements and answers in the eloquence of cancer

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

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

Only thing you smoke is firecrackers causing cancer

Synthesizer, i'm the mothafucking master

None at all, that's the answer, the chance is bigger if it cures cancer.

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Dont answer i know you beat cancer

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

I'll keep cursing the pastor calling him worse than a cancer