This is a song about "Too sick too weak"

Would end up in hell too!

It's really not an issue

Me, myself, and i were too sick

Over 20 homes, but i need a chick

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Too much rim make the ride too hard

It was all too obvious you sick bitch

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

I call em up, they might fall through

Guess what you are different too

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

I've been pulling myself out this dump, i've been feelin' #too #weak,

Angle these beats like a pentagon

Its too sick, like a ride we span on/