This is a song about "The disabled"

Here's the answer and the antidote:

But i'm broke as fuck too bitch, we on the same boat

Feel disabled, feels painful. it feels fatal.

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

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

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

That maybe we can slide intobut now you buriedrest nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

Disabled woman mugged on the arbour,

From the gutter to the roof

Mr. cocaine muzik, i’m 100 proof

I'm so fat if i stepped onto a disabled ramp it'd turn into a slide,

I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side

And be the last nigga left, then i'll be ghost

Here's the answer and the antidote: