This is a song about "Kids cancer care"

I got blammas, you'll drop your hammers

I pass cancer through the mic, have answers,

My uncle is in hospital fighting against cancer

And i hear em feeling my florida swagger

Let em say i dont care

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air

I'll keep cursing the pastor calling him worse than a cancer

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Eating my soul just like cancer,

Escapin foster care.

Day and night are my 'posites rare

But shawty know i'm a rapper

For kicks i cure cancer

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

Putting cancer in supper and shit