This is a song about "Hate cancer"

Banner,and ill give you cancer

I thought i recognized her

Eating my soul just like cancer,

Tell her drink, come get drunk, it's nut cracker

Stuck between his cortex, with a little cancer

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

What she wants on 25th because i'm chillin' with prancer

I hoped that these guys would suffer the cancer

Must be the sickness that grows inside cancer patients,

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Putting cancer in supper and shit

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

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

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

My raps are so good, i just cured cancer.