This is a song about "Tuberculosis"

I ain't really into sports, that's just where i'm from

Make a nigga cough like a spoonful of cinnamon

Look it something they can't ever see

That i'm worth my weight in gold and still disease free

And you just caught the fever

Just to let you know, you are

Fields stained scarlet as blood trickles

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

I keep it the realest stay hotter than a fever

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Cough up a lung where i'm from, the south son,

I give em a script, you bitch nigga's my children

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

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

I walk down the steps and cough

So she kisses the stars