This is a song about "Lung cancer"

Nigga don't give a fuck, that's that wolf gang swagger

My uncle is in hospital fighting against cancer

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Cancer wasn't the plan, i am who i am, dammed,

Nah, that's just cancer killing off your career

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

You told me god was the answer

Your pants get hit with cancer

Eating my soul just like cancer,

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Only thing you smoke is firecrackers causing cancer

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Uptown, moco, prince george, represent

Let that arm rest, put the weed down, clear ya lung chest

I pass cancer through the mic, have answers,

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years