This is a song about "Sickness"

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

But they aint religious, this song is contagious, like its a fuckin sickness,

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

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

Ducking bill collectors like jehovah’s witness

Who knew trigger itchiness was part of my sickness,

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

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

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

All we got now is crime, death, sickness, and poverty,

Im the illest alive cause i embody the sickness

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

I dont sweat the hate, my sickness is ridiculous

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

To measure the sickness and wickedness

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love