This is a song about "Molecular genetics"

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

My uncle is in hospital fighting against cancer

Will i die in my sleep or will i die of cancer

They'd only be happy with a minstrel actor

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

I hoped that these guys would suffer the cancer

Shit i'm the the rapper

For kicks i cure cancer

My records sell, yes sir

Your pants get hit with cancer

I'll tackle fuckin' fans on stage, i spread lyrical cancer plagues,

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Eating my soul just like cancer,

The ice ain't really nothing to her

You stood me up and i understand

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