This is a song about "Sick rap"

Me, myself, and i were too sick

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

This dude dil think his rhymes sick?

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Killing these niggas off quick

I'm about to spit something so sick

Cause there could never be peace

Sick twisted fantasies

You best pay up i don't rap for free, i'm sick man probably got a bad disease

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

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

I don't care about your drive unless you talkin' ridin' dick

I never crack i got that chap stick

I think nova scotias sick

Your fucking attitude makes me sick

Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick