This is a song about "On meds"

Pay dues like a hair salon

Aight, keep going, on and on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Now im getting them on

Swisher almost gone, hold on

When you took my hand up so calm

Clinics say to try meds but i don't think it's workin well

Niggas say goddamnniggas is funny as hell

Feel your chest on top on

New message from mom

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

Dispensing ends and getting meds to fix the mess you left for dead

Not even on psychedelics today but i'm tripping on whats going on

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon