This is a song about "The sickest freshest"

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

Cause she's playing both roles like her occupation was dyke, fucking right

Of the sickest rhymes, right on the mic, for the very first time alright!

I slay the sickest of foes, spittin' this flow, tearin' mics up,

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Spliff when it lifts then exhale, freshest buddha,

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Persistence is the shit since quitting isn't the sickest way to close the distance

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

The sickest rhymes on display, you know i got class

Tryin' to celebrate my independence day, will smith

But im still the sickest an the cunt you wish you could spit with

I'm spitting kinds of wicked rhymes, know i've got the sickest lines,

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights