This is a song about "Im sick"

Bitches love me out houston like spinach dip

Cuz im a quick mutherfcker im a sick pig

Respect for the name cuz im sick of the lame

I've be stressin in the spotlight, i want the fame

Bun b, i’m underground king

But im sick of the fighting

Im not trying because im sick of lying, im dreaming about dying, but not from you,

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Im still sick enough aids dont wanna catch me

You a lady boss, now you fly free