This is a song about "Kool aid"

You gonna need more than a first aid kit

Now you got me hopped up on that

And take a sip like its kool-aid drink

I decided my pride is just why i resist

Niggas awful at dressing, they just a'ight at music

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

That rakim, az, nas, and kool g rap multis was changin' us,

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous

It would go against all that created us not to aid

High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait

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

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

I can get straight to the cash

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

So if it comes down, may the best man win

My rhymes aid your decomposition,