This is a song about "Sick freestyle rap"

Where they find me, 16 on death row

//ill freestyle, let's go, yo...

I freestyle well my written work's swell and i rap like i'm from hell

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

But they say we ain't big

Which rap will make u sick

My flows so sick when i rap i need nurses,

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

Because i could beat them in a freestyle

Run for cover and return fire

So i freestyle, haters in denial

Aren't you somethin', an original

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

This rap is sick shit im an iceberg im sinkin ships

Homie you don't have a girl nor a dick plus your rap made me sick

Do not give a fuck i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick