This is a song about "Man thinks hes sick with goocie and armarny"

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Man i'm so fuckin sick i got ambulances pullin me over and shit

I'm not sick man, i am the contagion

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

And looks in the mirror and often asks himself if hes a stud or not

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

2000 plus, and hes still on top man

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn

Take you where you can't see black by k-ci forever my lady

With all the sick things ya saying, i'll take you and slim davy.