This is a song about "Sick of this"

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

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

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

Sometimes i struggle when i try to juggle this frenzy of writing sick

Hit the club she drop it low

Sick of this shit time to overthrow

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

Sick of seeing crime and rape and all this bitter ass violence,

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Know there's no way of stopping this, mra is back with more sick hit

I'm sick of this; i'm not the slickest,

Cause rolling with the fake got my loved ones killed

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

I’m sick and tired of being around this murder and rape,

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

I'm sick of this prick who sucks and fucks a stick