This is a song about "How sick i am"

How to top those words he spake, how am i gonna reach my idol, miller, jake?

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

It's clear to me now, but i am not sure how

They can't deal with me, i got a deal now

How to give fucks. i'm am just sick, ive lost my thinking..... say

We get our chefin on, chefin on everyday

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

But i aint got to be like "ay how sick am i?"

He been waiting for his connection to come

I'm not sick man, i am the contagion

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

"if i do that, then how am i gonna blow bitch?

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

How am i blind yet i can spot exactly where to drop some bombs,

I am not a terror is but i know how to write this horror

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her