This is a song about "Sick of life"

Pepe le pew my music

Of course a lame gone make you sick

Im sick of fucking being skint for draw

New grove, still bitches don't know this a flaw

Im sick and tired of all this corruption

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Sick twisted prick, sick sadistic son of a biscuit

I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw

Im sick of this shit why does life have to be so slow

Why not me the same thing

And i'm sick of not sleeping,

Class is in session

But im never sick of him

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

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