This is a song about "Medicine"

The ganja is a medicine, we spray no crews,

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

Take your medicine and own it

And that's jay line i had to quote that

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Pretty much i'm tingled in wires medicine i've to hire

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

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

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

Curing depression with my pen's special medicine.

Or medicine in a green bottle

Ok just listen up a little

Racks on racks, i don’t know how to act

Medicine may try to counteract