This is a song about "Acid"

Declaring war is a risk cant best this i trip like acid

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

My rhymes strike like acid chemicals,

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

And me and them rappers we don’t share no common ground

I spit acid and destroy facets of sound//

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

She was my habit, made so high like acid

Here’s a tab of acid for your ear

My fame's no mistakesince the deal

After that swore i'd never do acid again.

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

What you tripping on?see, i'm the spoiled chick

Tipping acid, little ratchet

Making it happen, vegas on acid

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid