This is a song about "Flo rid"

I get rid of any reasons to exist, starts pissed

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

Getting rid or witnesses paying attention

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Flo flo flow bad like i'm mad

And you all will respect that

Something of which she never be rid.

But i remain the good kid

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane

And thought that one day, he'd get rid of the pain.

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

‘till then let’s get rid of this endless cycle

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

The game is now more exciting after i got rid of him

And if you see a whack artist do more than boo him

Cant get rid of you like cockroaches, my stomach's turnin'.