This is a song about "Kerser is the sickest"

In the game killing you with the sickest flows

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

I keep goin, showin that i know my flow is sickest and

Sicker than the sickest / i inhibit my rigid lyrics

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

The name of the game is

They are the coaches in this

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

I was the sickest kid more sicker than what was his name? yeah narcotics

But im still the sickest an the cunt you wish you could spit with

I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

The underground is filled with the sickest of flows,

The sickest rhymes on display, you know i got class

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas