This is a song about "Sad cancer rap"

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Your pants get hit with cancer

I can't turn back

I was angry and sad

Staying positive never sad,

Yo, i'll bet she be back

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

But actually i am sad

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

For kicks i cure cancer

Its full bad,its just sad

So i'm one with that

I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper

Haunted elements and answers in the eloquence of cancer

I won't apologize for writing a sad rap,

From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab