This is a song about "People making up rumors"

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Nearly homeless racist ignorant people, not making sense,

It's not making sense to you right now but

Got bang that'll wake them people up

I never fit in with them light skins

Making them fucked up decisions

Making bitches fall on my way up

Bitches is artificially duck

Trickin’ shit for kids and you know i dont need no cereal

Yeah and growing up i always loved music but people

Never feeling romances & why you listen to rumors

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

He’ll be making people rich,

Rack rack city bitch