This is a song about "Aperture science"

Every human bodies frying, from my illuminati science

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

I spit the message, get across the truth, drop the science,

I con science, an icon to my alliance

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Black holes are a mid something about meta physics and science----

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Motherfuckers been knowin' i'm ill and drop the science,

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

So when i spit the message and leave it and drop the science,

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

And when i kick you to the ground, i'm shouting "science bitch"

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Just call up dr. rza, ask em how to break a neck. . .for science