This is a song about "You have a disease"

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Labs creating a deadly disease the lucky number 3 freemason technicality

You best pay up i don't rap for free, i'm sick man probably got a bad disease

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

Sucking's a habit you have adapted

Me and you just need to talk a bit

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

The words they say decay him like they're a disease

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

Like reptilians but i'm sicker than a rare disease

Together all the timethought it was true love

Bitch jealousy is a disease and its infectious

Thinks he's a gangsta but he's a disease

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds