This is a song about "Microorganism microscopes viruses noninfectious disease infectious disease cancer decomposers and bacteria of decay"

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

I'll raid through your mind like a scattering disease

Let fly trigger a torpedo nuclear or a new disease

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

My infecting virus got you spluttering disease.

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

That i'm worth my weight in gold and still disease free

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Sneeze minus the sick, ma mind is the disease

I hurl chargin fees just to acquire my fire an disease

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

Actors got paid to spread the disease

Everything ain't what it seems

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

Thinks he's a gangsta but he's a disease