This is a song about "Cough syrup"

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

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

Ever since then i had no job

All cough, crystals off yellow brick road/

My driver's out of this world, you playing bumper cars

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

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

But i drown my blunts and my swishers in all of this syrup

Get off the stage, let him cough a rage

When i pull up in that candy range

Lets celebrate, levitate, with the loud

Ya .ima breath fresh air watch em cough it out,

And drink there syrup all night....

But who gives a fuck you here tonight