This is a song about "Pulmonary cysts and interstitial lung disease"

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

My infecting virus got you spluttering disease.

Let that arm rest, put the weed down, clear ya lung chest

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

Cutting up the skin and there pulmonary veins and ill tape it

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

Feelin like he's hexed, cursed with these disease

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

But i treat them like a disease

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

I'll raid through your mind like a scattering disease

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

That i'm worth my weight in gold and still disease free

So if you wanna leave

Have a kid, have disease