This is a song about "Viginal infections"

Say trill again ill overdose on vicodin to escape you're presence

Methods going to the edges, it's all in me like infections (infections)

Because i am not equal, but medieval. illegal lethal weapons leave infections

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

Methods going to the edges, it's all in me like infections (infections)

Methods going to the edges, it's all in me like infections (infections)

She said that we could switch it up and you can sit where mama sits/

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

Stagnant while infections regress the intentions,