This is a song about "The 1920s"

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

When her father would beat her and her brother like he had an unquenchable thirst

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

They be like damn

Still the man with the pan

Saw the bombs on the news

Zero options to choose

The more battles the better the flows

X's and o's, you must be the rose

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

Been running around trying find a job

Here's the answer and the antidote: