This is a song about "Aid"

When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state

It would go against all that created us not to aid

If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit

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

Now i'm playin' solitaire patient

And take a sip like its kool-aid drink

Drink the kool-aid out of the elephant tusk,

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

I provide constructive criticism to aid in restoration.

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

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Fuck stewie aid, family guy, no medicine, jay-z comes clean to mexicans,

My rhymes aid your decomposition,

You just working with the scraps you was given