This is a song about "Aid"

My talent should take me places i've never been

My rhymes aid your decomposition,

It got to be a lot of shit in your ass

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

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

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

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

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

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

You gonna need more than a first aid kit

How can i persuade more heads to hear this great shit

Baby, you got that super bass

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Drink the kool-aid out of the elephant tusk,