This is a song about "You are cancer"

That gyal want mi ride har

It dont matter who you are

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Only thing you smoke is firecrackers causing cancer

Put all the rest aside, that shit causes cancer and will eat you up like panthers

Its either a bless or a curse, i cleanse the weak with a breath of my verbs

When you know that you are

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

Putting cancer in supper and shit

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

I hoped that these guys would suffer the cancer

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

For kicks i cure cancer

How simple they are

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

I'm the answer to every question, pass cancer,