This is a song about "Succumbing to terminal illness"

To understand is to pay attention

My talent should take me places i've never been

There soul to satan to make millions whats it to

I'm trying to let the force be with you, i get you

To get to hold your hand

Got racks you don’t understand

I'm an incurable sickness like terminal cancer

And served it to the public on a silver platter

My illness fuckin kills shit i'm spittin diseases

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

Pray to god to bless you

And word i blew off herb i grew

To try and violate me to.

And i've been thinking bout you

Told you camp lo was my favorite

Reluctant to, to give a shit