This is a song about "Active transport biology"

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

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Transport back in time into another dimension.

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

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

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

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

Cause i'll kill if i find out you're watching some other movies, bitch

Though independently active, somehow they act in synch,

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

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

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

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