This is a song about "Cough syrup"

Get it popping like some kernels sipping syrup blowing circles

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

All cough, crystals off yellow brick road/

Motherfucker i ain't never broke

No wonder she puts cough syrup on your pancakes.

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

Magic city a lil bit of change

Get off the stage, let him cough a rage

I cough, i thought this thunderfuck was creating a mirage,

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Jt: no one to hold her tight

And drink there syrup all night....

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

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