This is a song about "Liver cancer"

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Iller than hundred n eight degree fever ripping emcees liver

If this battle was a brawl i'd go to the liver like you ordered take out

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

How simple they are

Your pants get hit with cancer

You're gonna sink in the river, with no liver

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

And i'll eat your liver with a nice chianti.

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Watch the simpsons and eating some cereal for dinner

Sliced through the liver, probably lived a life of a sinner,

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

So don't be surprised when i eat your liver, on the spot

I'm an incurable sickness like terminal cancer

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her