This is a song about "Squirrel aids"

Your rhymes will receive less attention then and aids patient

But she gon’ get this dick and chew me up just like some double mint

Are your hands still shaking? are those aids?

Charcoal seats gray, drop tops like release dates

I'm sicker than an aids patient plagued with rabies

They dubaleing to me. bawo ni to my ladies

Squirrel is running on the roof

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

I must be goin' out my mindlike i'm up against the worldthis guerilla team of mine

On how to spit a real rhyme,im aids nobody wants to fuck with me but i feel fine

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

Im still sick enough aids dont wanna catch me

I'll make you hurl i'm sick and higher than a squirrel would sit

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit