This is a song about "Im so sick"

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Im sick and tired of all this corruption

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

Im spittin sick wisdom like a shaman

Know im sick no hypochondria

They can not pause like right one sega

This rap is sick shit im an iceberg im sinkin ships

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics

Vision, im so sick, got you hoes on my dick, if this weren't a battle i'd beat you

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw

Im sick of fucking being skint for draw

Raps so sick your mothers got syphilis

She likes the way it hits her lips