This is a song about "Aristotle and democritus"

She can only live for the moment

Grab the scissors and saws and

Look, i just want to make you better

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

And a fridge and some broccoli

Show ‘em how much they really mean

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

More money that mean less sleep

And kill yourself and your clique

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

And now that i’m getting money

Living young and wild and free