This is a song about "Loosing my nan to cancer"

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

Because cancer has the answer to every offensive and defensive punch

I leave this and hope god see my heart is pure

To these doubters he's a type of cancer with no cure

All this is probably karma, you dishonored the father

When i'm ready and willing to take all of this cancer pain for her.

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

My rhymes are sick like i struggle to stay cancer free

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Why this cancer is trying to take my beautiful wife from me.

I'm the answer to every question, pass cancer,

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

If he really sees us then how did my mom get cancer again?

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

My uncle is in hospital fighting against cancer