This is a song about "Ovarian cancer"

Shorty been fly forever, these bitch's parachutes broke

Of cigarettes, cancer sticks, almighty fire with no smoke

My raps are so good, i just cured cancer.

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

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

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Your pants get hit with cancer

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Putting cancer in supper and shit

Now this shit is turning to a habit

What she wants on 25th because i'm chillin' with prancer

Only thing you smoke is firecrackers causing cancer

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

I pass cancer through the mic, have answers,

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse