This is a song about "Magic jonhson aids"

Your fatal attraction's to fables and magic

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

Another magic spectacle, illusions for days,

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

Giving aids and hiv to baby mamas, stacking riches,

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Are your hands still shaking? are those aids?

So you wanna play with magic

What you tripping on?see, i'm the spoiled chick

And when you're black or latin know they administer aids,

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

....so u know these hoes gone sweat! me like an aids test

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed