Cancer
 

One bummed liguette
Let a cat thats dumb dig it
My thumb thick at
The ends the resin lends a clue
My lungs get it, my hands are blue
Demands are few, but to answer fans
Or bananza break out
From grams in pants to countin trans grams in take out
Flange and take down, the words I leave last from me
Let em know that I'd in the past forseen
The cast as pastors fast as rap Gods speak blasphemy