This is a song about "My rap is too sick"

Rap so much, make niggas sick

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

My flows so sick when i rap i need nurses,

Need rap, to get quick, deed to my sick shit.

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

Mixed cocktails, shaken not stirred

My rap is a bio hazard

My first rap is off the dome, no beat just rap along.

Nigga still tired so i'm yawnin, and now i'm gone

But i was plotting on you, i really wish that i'd have got to know you

What i really like to do is live, love, eat, play, rap, make love too.

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

Where the hell is my mental rap?!

Which rap will make you sick

State flow hard dick