This is a song about "The plague"

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

The more battles the better the flows

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

On the bible you can run

The bigger the the fun

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

That begets collapse like a gusset defect when i plague yo beats,

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

I just added another platinum plague to my trophy rack

Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back

Baby, you know who you are

In the heat of the summer,

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread