This is a song about "Kicked off with sick thoughts"

I get to the point with my rap plots 'n' i'll toy with this fags thoughts

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

My flow so sick i need to take a day off

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

I don't care about your drive unless you talkin' ridin' dick

Going off into college doesn't mean that i ain't sick

There's a shortage in ur dormant thoughts, u talk alot for a 'sick' writer

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

No sixteen, no vaccine, i'm so sick my ten bars cough

I guess insane trains of thoughts are starting to pay it off,

Kicked everyones asses, now i can see with no glasses

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Express my thoughts hope it's comin' with some clarity

Fuck it, im leaving

Fealing sick with no meaning,