This is a song about "Cough drops"

All cough, crystals off yellow brick road/

Lambo, roscoe, no street code

While you cough it up like it was stuck in your lungs.

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

I deserved to be reimbursed, cant spit they just dribble drops

Toak so hard, that the cough might hurt

That bitch was racist, got me fired

Han solo, once i start i cant stop, until the blood drops,

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Can't stop won't stop, throwin' bk every day till my blue casket drops