This is a song about "Yeast infection"

It took time but i've risen like fucking yeast

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

But little to no interest after election

I see you wack-ass rappers as a blight, infection/

But at least, my spit dont taste like yeast, more like minty tooth paste, what a waste,

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed

My tracks be spreadin, like infection after an appendix rupture

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Try your best to ignore 'em to avoid the infection

Im the contaminant infection that'll kill off weakness

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

Sides dissection im infection in your lifes stead

Im an infection and there is no cure

Busy raising babies and living on tour