This is a song about "Rickets the bone disease"

Ashamed if it - words that cut deep to the bone marrow

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

The root of all evil, is sorta like the roots new sequel

But the head pounds, mind cooks like i found a disease that's venereal

Well to each his own, gilly off the dome, it's like from wheat to bone

That why when he outta town i make sure she is not alone

I don't need no fucking throne

I'm throwin you a bone

Five shots she ready to leave

Have a kid, have disease

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

Actors got paid to spread the disease

Witnessed my disease, spit lonely on the streets, wolf on the beat,

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet