This is a song about "Do the pharmacist"

What do you do when the hunger has died?/

I make a way for my people to see the light

Cause we been off them slave ships

I do it for the classics

Overcoming the demons is really tough to do.

Black mother of the earth you know i forever owe you

Even though she make it hard for me to see you

Man shut the fuck up, and let me do what i do

Go ask for assistance in which direction is the pharmacist

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

My sleepin' pills though, shit man do they do the trick

I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big

Or do you like the thumb

See, wages is minimum

And i don't care if she gone, in a long skirt

You gotta do the necessary paperwork