This is a song about "Nauseous"

And the way the play the fame game is making me nauseous,

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Back when crack was enormous

Murders make me nauseous,

Spit it and leave you nauseous

And panned out, i'm all in love

The garden of eden is far, it makes me nauseous breathing,

But, who is to blame when we let them in on everything

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

I make myself sick now i'm feelin a little nauseous

Now, you're nauseous and dormant anger now monstrous,

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Simple shit but still y'all love making me nauseous in pain

And i need you to show me love

And make all you nauseous