This is a song about "Above carbon electrolysis below burn with carbon"

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

Bitches might burn you; they runnin' with that clap too

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

You couldn't burn me with lava in a fiery pit,

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

She probably had a reason though

Break my back as i head below

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

Feel the heat and the cold, seventy degrees above and below,

Trying to get back to this thing called love

With the other girl you kept above,

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Begged and pleaded with the lord above, jesus/

Don't fuck with a desperate rhymet, i'll burn you soul with an cigarette lighter.

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for