This is a song about "Active transport biology"

Made logically because he came outta school failing english, maths and biology

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Dumb rhymes/ my mind active/ a pro giving y'all classes/ so pay attention/

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Passion in rapping a blessing to even see this

But even you had the chance to act like you got active

I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit

As prolific and as active as can be, fiend, abuse it,

Though independently active, somehow they act in synch,

The only reason that i put up with this moody ass bitch

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

But it's over, i'm jetting away to transport to a splendid bliss