This is a song about "Acid tabs"

My rhymes strike like acid chemicals,

We vegetables, on them record labels

Tipping acid, little ratchet

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that

Between being skinned alive and bathed in acid

Need some weed and acid for your satisfaction

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Kid, ho, acid head, cruising on that lsd

Acid addict, costly avid actor

Yeah, they call me country grammar

And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone

High as nasa on acid, acid tone

I'm recordin' that shit on the fuckin' little mic

Chance of rapping on acid, but actually magic