This is a song about "Kool aid"

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

Drink the kool-aid out of the elephant tusk,

Haven't rested for five days, just trying to sleep, go to rite aid

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

Baby, you got that super bass

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

The kids are wasting food while others ache for the day they get aid from groups

You gonna need more than a first aid kit

Stepping out fly shit, straight purple cloud shit

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

I love you only aid for you y

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

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

But i will face fuck your mother with a first aid kit

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot