This is a song about "Rehab"

I tried to fit and admit this bad ship to go through rehab.

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

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

You loose ,yeah rehab,we roll with the god x2

Someone open up a rap rehab, it's for a good cause

If you talk shit, i'll make you cry and tell your big moms

But your rhymes have less substance than rehab clinics.

So here i am at the store for some chips

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

The next rap jihad sends you in rehab like he had