This is a song about "Staff infection"

Sick like an infection, and no recollection

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Sides dissection im infection in your lifes stead

I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

My tracks be spreadin, like infection after an appendix rupture

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Funeral staff n' tubas, cadavers packaged like tuna

Im an infection and there is no cure

I tell her it's my house, give her a tour

Ff-fuck outta here, thats how they gettin gas

If you dick got 1 employee mine got a whole staff

Im the contaminant infection that'll kill off weakness

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

Looking back it's an infection life's a miss perception -all lies-