This is a song about "Unknown illness"

Little latasha sho' grown

Rapin with lyrics unknown

Illness, spillin up outta my arteries

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Parts unknown my from, steps more silent than oj gloves

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

Down to probation or a dark location for an unknown duration.

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Is a severe mental illness

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day camelittle latasha sho' grown

Accepted this challenging reality willingly... i'm going into the unknown

Bars coming out fearless, i'll make you sick with this illness

Sipping moscato with models having exotic dishes

Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeansnow it seems, it's check out time

In the unknown no tone down, gonna be known in the unknown yes i'm