This is a song about "Lung cancer"

I just want an answer, am i really like cancer?

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Stuck between his cortex, with a little cancer

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Eating my soul just like cancer,

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

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

You're very attractive, and notice that

Putting cancer in supper and shit

I'm feelin' like i better have an answer

Will i die in my sleep or will i die of 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

Cough up a lung where i'm from, the south son,

What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand