This is a song about "Stage four liver cancer"

Spotlights on, center stage

Said her hearts, in a cage

And i'll eat your liver with a nice chianti.

We go skate, rape sluts and eat donuts from randy

I'll tackle fuckin' fans on stage, i spread lyrical cancer plagues,

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

When you thinking about breakfast i'm heating up my dinner

Sliced through the liver, probably lived a life of a sinner,

I get it crackin' like the lips of a nigger, actor

Haunted elements and answers in the eloquence of cancer

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

I got this liquor, burning a hole through my liver

Iller than hundred n eight degree fever ripping emcees liver

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

I'm the answer like four

The shit that i spit is more