This is a song about "Being on acid"

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

Maybe i'm on acid, living in the 'hood with poorest whores,

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Im on acid trips it looks like vultures and there wings are flapping

Focusing on being what you wanted to be.

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

I got 800 invisible men

Trip on some acid that's done then

Chance of rapping on acid, but actually magic

I don't care about your drive unless you talkin' ridin' dick

I was born to do the damn thing

For going on being

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

They are an illuminati puppet, being pulled on their strings,