This is a song about "Cough drops"

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

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Like explosive bangs from a sawed-off shotguns cough,

All cough, crystals off yellow brick road/

This be the realest shit i ever wrote

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

And manifest as stacks of fresh similes sick with these like a bad cough

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

This is a full blown virus, we don't fuck with a cough

And music's about lettin' freedom reign like water drops,

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

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

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars