This is a song about "Vomit phlegm"

My legs shake i want to vomit as i wait for you

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

I'm trying to take you where nobody going to pay you, kid

That grows under my skin, it's infectious, atomic vomit

I spit this simple shit sicker like i've got chests of phlegm,

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

Coughing phlegm on the streets as history repeats

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

They would spit it raw, hack it up like they saved up phlegm,

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

That grows under my skin, it's infectious, atomic vomit

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

Make emcees vomit then i comment of how the want to commit