Contextual Analysis of "ibuprofen" in Lyrics

it's impossible to be an artist and not have puked-in car cup holders. i'm not excluding myself from this

ibuprofen box

entluden sich die fehler letzter nacht in goldgereiftem morgenurin

wie war ich hergekommen?

handing out all these headaches

blondy and brunette pokin'

but no one hears me

hellbent i'm still heaven sent see

indian ocean

pots are broken the safe's pried open

i can knight the spokesman

becomes your golden egg

buy your bitch a motherfucking hummer

for that neck pain

advil

i'm faded

gotta lot of nenes i be rollin'

niggas say they ballin' but i be coachin'

i been poppin' shit

my trap stay open

ich bin sick unterwegs

oder grippostad c

i sleep with one eye open

niggas think it's a game like i be jokin

hennessy for supper

these lost nights nice