This is a song about "Sickness"

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

I'm an incurable sickness like terminal cancer

I needed to release, a dope sickness that spreads like a disease

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

To measure the sickness and wickedness

Here i go again, searching for love

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

On the mic, it's complete sickness yous say your strictly business

I rhyme the quickest, my rhymes are the sickness,

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

I'm a fucking disturbed one, down with the sickness

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Too much sickness in this twisted system, it's just business.

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Im the illest alive cause i embody the sickness