This is a song about "Sick flow cool"

Horder straight trappin', hustle and grind, hustle and grind, my flow is sick

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Homies lost their cool-funky flow

Call me whatever joe

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Brought my flow with me.. flow so sick you'd think the flu hit me, rap so quickly

Mr. polish, with a flow so sick

Killing these niggas off quick

My sick rhymes got you woozy yo, an automatic oozy flow

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

I ain’t tripping, nigga's say that i’m pessimistic

I'm a sick spic, on the mic i flow sadistic.

Might as well pre pay

My flow better than cool j