This is a song about "Just fond out i have cancer"

I just want an answer, am i really like cancer?

They'd only be happy with a minstrel actor

My rhymes are sick like i struggle to stay cancer free

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

Cancer wasn't the plan, i am who i am, dammed,

Bitches check on my stats, women get too attached

I have grown fond of my lexicon/

When you took my hand up so calm

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

Im bout to bust just out a lust but i refuse to have a kid as fucked up,

I just happen to have nuts

Shout out my nigga miles

But then cancer came, ravaged your body and i got down,

I go dough let around, my ho slow head around

Dont answer i know you beat cancer

You told me god was the answer