This is a song about "Sick of life"

The final war of the whack and sick

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

Of life and sick and freezing and you just wanna fuckin'...just wanna fuckin'

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

I'm so sick but you fuckers never sick of me

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

I'm sick of the questions, sick of the choice,

I've been tired but you can tell my life still's sick contagious,

And nowadays niggas stand behind em like clive davis

Got me rushed to the station

But im never sick of him

Sick twisted prick, sick sadistic son of a biscuit

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit