This is a song about "Healing"

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Now tricks for decreasing weeping, increasing healing/ leave feelings in the attic/

That skate hard, thrash black hoodies, try something

Healing is this: i'm the forever king

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

Healing hip-hop's sickness, they call me penicillin/

Bun b, i’m underground king

Broken my heart, cant see it healing

Put that on everything these other bitches anything

What you really feeling? and how you willy healing

Bring bling & sling feelings like we're healing/

Bring that dude to life day, he wasn't at the meeting

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Like an explosion, erosion, you need some healing lotion,

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

My heart still hurts but look i feel you inside, healing me,