This is a song about "Fix"

If i got time to fix this then you got time too

'n' they don’t make me laugh or even cook like you

Big stacks, no lego bricks

And i gotta get my fix

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Soon as the bass kicks, i need a fix

This world is sick and these voices i can never fix.

Pray to whoever got on the biggest of crucifix

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

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

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics

I pull my six, so i dont have to pay for my fix,

Evicted from eden his seed stealing a fix

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

We need to fix these streets, people livin’ in the poverty,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free