This is a song about "Sickness"

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

Im the illest alive cause i embody the sickness

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

As i'm an assassin in this business, sickness has given my forgiveness

But i’m not out looking for me no misses

I rhyme the quickest, my rhymes are the sickness,

Impending sickness, my destinations the infirmary

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Sickness spreadin wishin i could end the wickedness

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Obama's in office, niggas get job like teachers

You need a doctor dude your sickness you can afflict germs!