Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot
Putting cancer in supper and shit
My mona lisa painting on the wall came to life
Their negativity is what helped me survive
I'm an incurable sickness like terminal cancer
And i won't be lyin' when i say i’m a sick rapper
Dont answer i know you beat cancer
Tell her drink, come get drunk, it's nut cracker
Banner,and ill give you cancer
They say i'm too nice to be a rapper
The hard life is something hard to survive
I need a backyard full court size
I'm the answer to every question, pass cancer,
Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her
So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her
Haunted elements and answers in the eloquence of cancer
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