This is a song about "You think your sick"

You be beat, feel queasy think you're sick, you spit shit so they all ran

No matter how much i try, stay alive, i'm a die a man

You take my shit, flip it around, and now you think you sick?

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

I came through with diseased semen on my pen

You think your crew's hard? better guess again,

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Sick of your fibs you gna need more bids

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

You like your rhyming you think you got lines

What do you think? in your finger tip,

So get up off that slave ship

Whoever want it, they better note that i’m so focused

Laying low and your losing what the fuck do you think