This is a song about "Aid"

Haven't rested for five days, just trying to sleep, go to rite aid

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

Sippin then call a cab nobody know their limit

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

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

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

Get the zippo and spark the shit

You gonna need more than a first aid kit

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

Drink the kool-aid out of the elephant tusk,

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

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

I love you only aid for you y

And i know that your supply