This is a song about "Salty sick sick"

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

People are getting sick and tired of just hearing me sick it,

Go crazy when she hear music

Mr. polish, with a flow so sick

Sick twisted fantasies

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

Which rap will make u sick

No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic

Killing these niggas off quick

These haters mad, cause my rap's flow's sick

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

That they make me fucking sick

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

Your fucking attitude makes me sick