This is a song about "Aid"

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

My rhymes aid your decomposition,

It would go against all that created us not to aid

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

I provide constructive criticism to aid in restoration.

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

I'll cut you with my wiper blade, you better have financial aid,

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

Cause when i get done you might need more than a first-aid kit

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit

But i will face fuck your mother with a first aid kit

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

And i got that drive and she just might crash