This is a song about "Lift"

The flow hot nasty like a couple siracha flavored used rubbers/

Lift your spirits. yet you give elementary bars, when most your listeners,

Lift 'em up and down like eight hundred thousand pound packs

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

When she endeavoured to lift your spirits, madness followed quick,

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

It just hit me, came from underneath to lift me

A gift a lift a revolutionary continental shift for the whole universe

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Lift 'em up and down like eight hundred thousand pound packs

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

You'll need a fuckin crane to lift me i'm iron maiden,

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

Shift time, drift into a swift roller coaster lift