This is a song about "Kool aid"

Goddamn your ex-man is a dumb ass

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

And you could find interest

And take a sip like its kool-aid drink

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

Cause when i get done you might need more than a first-aid kit

And we'll keep goin' back to kool herc, turntables and mic

There's a million names for your kind of chronic

I provide constructive criticism to aid in restoration.

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

I be ballin, they wonder why

I love you only aid for you y

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Fuck stewie aid, family guy, no medicine, jay-z comes clean to mexicans,