This is a song about "The flu"

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

I'm a fuckin hawk you're a pigeon with bird flu

My ambitious girl, i won't forget you

Targets you, sick, im the flu, its venom i spew

And stick my dick in you but that just might offend you

I tend to leave them quite offended if they too dependent

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

I'm sick enough to give the fuckin flu until you puke n' heave

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans

Some day i hope in-flu-en-ces are also fans...