This is a song about "I have an std"

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Jdot and majik so fuck all of these haters i knew i would have an odd future

And why do i have to send this poor creature to an afterlife?

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

I have no bight, or curse in any verse i keep it clean an lean, try to mean

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

Only 14 and i already have an oligarch

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

I wanna spit something to have an impact for once

My waist with an abused hate with an amused state i should have refused grace

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

//as i have an illness and somedays can't rap/talk without it hurting,

Why every time i leave home bitches thirsty?saying she be with a nigga all night

So have i, so get set to dine 'fore someone has an anxiety attack tonight