This is a song about "Legal aid"

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

That's why we got washington and california tryna make marijuana legal

I work hard for everything i get

You gonna need more than a first aid kit

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

Drink the kool-aid out of the elephant tusk,

I provide constructive criticism to aid in restoration.

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

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

I'll cut you with my wiper blade, you better have financial aid,

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

Little do you know i put in pills that are barely legal

My rhymes aid your decomposition,

What up girl, tell me how you been