This is a song about "Fix you"

Sometimes you can't fix shit by wishes on stars.

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

I'm ill, chronic sickness, neither porridge nor lozenge fix this the knowledge

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

She likes the way it hits her lips

And i gotta get my fix

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Sometimes you can't fix shit by wishes on stars.

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

In there she stares ya down for her next fix

But a mechanic can't fix that, you should know that,

So gold albums or not, i did affect rap

I'm in love with your business

How about another day i fix this?

Pray to whoever got on the biggest of crucifix

Lets take it back grade six, when i was feeling the fix,