This is a song about "Acid on my tongue"

Let's enjoy our younger years

And chicks dig my tongue twisters

When i put my tongue on automatic im the first in the draft pick

I don't care about your drive unless you talkin' ridin' dick

If a nigga didn't fake like them

Trip on some acid that's done then

Wood chain with a jesus

On my tongue and in my lungs

And a hi-hat made of plastic, nigga's sound is elastic

Chance of rapping on acid, but actually magic

It ain't nothin' better than a passionate woman

You spit like you got scabies on the back of your tongue.

So many drugs my tongue kiss is venomous

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks