This is a song about "Medicine"

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

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

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

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

So i can give him a taste of his own medicine

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

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

I can do a whole song solely on that onion

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Medicine in my metaphors like cannabis

Take a bunch of medicine without checking the label

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible

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

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

Curing depression with my pen's special medicine.

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done