This is a song about "Rectal cancer"

I deserve cheers how i rap tour every year

Nah, that's just cancer killing off your career

For kicks i cure cancer

Ay yo you wonder who i are

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Stuck between his cortex, with a little cancer

Will i die in my sleep or will i die of cancer

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

I'll keep cursing the pastor calling him worse than a cancer

Your pants get hit with cancer

Say bye bye to her

There destructive like cancer act

Fucking hoes, no strings attached

I pass cancer through the mic, have answers,

I refuse to be another being on this earth