This is a song about "Battery acid"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Slap a faggot rapper in a snap back this battery

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Chance of rapping on acid, but actually magic

These fools probably took a tablet of acid

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

As she goes through the levels

My rhymes strike like acid chemicals,

In that sense i spat chips of crack mixed with acid

Double m-g not to mention we got that

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Need some weed and acid for your satisfaction

In a pair of acid wasted

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good