This is a song about "Aid"

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

You gonna need more than a first aid kit

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

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

My rhymes aid your decomposition,

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

It would go against all that created us not to aid

This is roc nation and i'm not patient

And take a sip like its kool-aid drink

Drink the kool-aid out of the elephant tusk,

Took something rough and turn it to a diamond

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

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