This is a song about "Fix"

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

Maybe you shouldn't fix what may not be broken,

To fix what i did to you

I really love my miami crew

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

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

To fix dat shit, itll be our secret

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

I can do a quick fix, but sorry bro, no ticks

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

You do realize that your make up will not fix your stupidity.

Evicted from eden his seed stealing a fix

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids