This is a song about "Illness"

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

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Flow licit there's no medicine for his illness

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

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

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

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

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

Is a severe mental illness

But i’m not out looking for me no misses

Illness, spillin up outta my arteries

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees