This is a song about "Aid"

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

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

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

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

Baby, you got that super bass

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

You gonna need more than a first aid kit

Does a stripper love to shake that ass

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

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

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

Drink the kool-aid out of the elephant tusk,

I provide constructive criticism to aid in restoration.

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin