This is a song about "Hypochondriac"

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

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

Hypochondriac, hanging out at the laundromat

I used to want to be the messiah of rap

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

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

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

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

Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back

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