This is a song about "Pathogens germs"

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

I get vision of blood born pathogens pouring out of my pores.

Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers

You need a doctor dude your sickness you can afflict germs!

I get vision of blood born pathogens pouring out of my pores.

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Im spreadin' legs while givin' these hoes pathogens

On the tissue like other nasal germs

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

This faggot doesn't know of his germs inside

What a sad sight, lookin’ at my gas light

Your lyrics are germs but am antibacterial

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil