This is a song about "Medicine"

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

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

, i have some medicine that needs farming/ for the weed buzz, i bake fuck you

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

The same medicine you fed us and all you're gonna see is red

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

So i can give him a taste of his own medicine

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Sedated from testin different medicine i've invested in

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

Yea that medicine and that tin can?

What you talking about? lil man

Take your medicine and own it

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

I'll teach you a lesson that'll getcha fetchin' your medicine

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one