This is a song about "Hypochondriac"

I'm bombing rap, 'bout as sick as a hypochondriac

This is the second best idea that we’ve ever had

I'm ill an dat, 'bout as sick as a hypochondriac

I had the british shows talkin bout bring him back

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

Hypochondriac, hanging out at the laundromat

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Think you're ill see, you're a hypochondriac

I'm spillin' millions of illnesses and i ain't no hypochondriac

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag