This is a song about "Illness"

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Flow licit there's no medicine for his illness

But in that that rapper illness i was not in a flying flock but i was a survivor hawk

So motherfucka don't appear when the money's homelil' homie done grew into a big dog

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

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Is a severe mental illness

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Depression is an illness

Bars coming out fearless, i'll make you sick with this illness

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

Bad mouthing people,it was ma' illness. spreadin' rumors,they can't keep the stillness.

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness