This is a song about "Aid"

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

The kids are wasting food while others ache for the day they get aid from groups

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

Drink the kool-aid out of the elephant tusk,

She leave her hair in the sink

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

So chase the air hide your stash

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

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

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great

My rhymes aid your decomposition,

I know that love it could begin