This is a song about "Cough"

No wonder she puts cough syrup on your pancakes.

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

1-900-wale, nigga keep the change

Get off the stage, let him cough a rage

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

There's so much smoke in the air, we can sense that whooping cough,

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Cough up a lung where i'm from, the south son,

But there isnt anything to cough up

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

I walk down the steps and cough

Intendent attend them, cool cause

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

They tough enough,but they cough so many blood