This is a song about "Sickest"

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

Of the sickest rhymes, right on the mic, for the very first time alright!

Motherfuckin o.groll up in the club and shit, is that right

I spit the sickest lyrics, yeah i've got the pinnacle lines,

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

I admit it, i ain't the sickest, but i'll pull it together, a human rivet

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Ive got the sickest of minds

But im still the sickest an the cunt you wish you could spit with

With an impending mixtape that only seems like a myth

The sickest king who's kickin' green and stackin' all the frickin' streams,

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

I was the sickest kid more sicker than what was his name? yeah narcotics