This is a song about "Sick as fuck"

Dope, as sick as mono but crazy, batshit, guano.

Zoning my second bottle, focused still on tomorrow

I'm sick as fuck, y'all know that, i'm swine flu, truth was told

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

My all gold rolly or the

I'm fresh as fuck nigga

Im broke as fuck, but rich as hell

Threw 70 bands, bet 50 stacks, oh fuckin well

I'm ill an dat, 'bout as sick as a hypochondriac

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

Back hand ya with a jackhammer, flip it, get it sick as fuck,

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

As those bullies played there sick and twisted game,

I wanted the money and never the fame

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

Labeled sick as a disabled prick, he wanted to fuckin leave