This is a song about "Active transport biology"

Though independently active, somehow they act in synch,

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

Active when the clock strikes 1:00 am

Put burners in the hands, of the black man

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

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

Im lyrical acid/ radio active/ flow strikes like matches/ burning threw ur mattress/

Verse one: 2paci take a shot of henessey now i'm strong enough to face the madness

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

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

Transport back in time into another dimension.

Get the scoop on the cologne, belt, and shoe section

And that right there's the proof that i'd get the radio active

Everybody listening can suck my dick in spanish