This is a song about "Jacking of"

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

Jacking off lateri chew all you bitches up like a now and laterbrain delivered

An indicator that this world is not what it seems, not for me, vision blurred

Ok you think a nigga shallow

Return of the king of flow

Been jacking up random answers; fact

Say she like my style but i talk too fast

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

Before we see it's hard to live

Of the book of your life

Of that gangja from the shores of shanghai

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die