This is a song about "Medicine man"

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

What's wrong with society,and you wonder why kids on medicine for anxiety

You an amateur, they wanna pro to call

Just picture you're inside my big medicine ball

Highly illegal medicine resides in my blunt

Real nigga, pardon whoever feel different

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Look in the medicine cabinet, lucky that i'm friends with savages

See the feds and tap out that's wrestler shit

Take your medicine and own it

Take a bunch of medicine without checking the label

The only thing i did wrong was make it possible

Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none

I'm reckoning, leave him pleading for some heavy medicine/

Medicine may try to counteract

Cause i got the burner in the hand