This is a song about "Ovarian cancer"

Your pants get hit with cancer

And i ain't frontin for her

Synthesizer, i'm the mothafucking master

I'm the answer to every question, pass cancer,

My raps are so good, i just cured cancer.

You know...you know who you are

Then i bet he be cracked

There destructive like cancer act

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

Because cancer has the answer to every offensive and defensive punch

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

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

My rhymes are sick like i struggle to stay cancer free

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

Leave your show cancelled, leave 'em with no answer

My uncle is in hospital fighting against cancer