This is a song about "Atomic theory"

On my way to the top with theory,

You was up thirty, now your down fifty

Second nature, a mixtape featuring theory and illusion, goes back and forth,

With no remorseyou get blasted full forcea nike endorsement doin' shootings on a horse

Low end theory, beats, rhymes, and life, midnight marauders,

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

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

But when i spit its atomic, like feeling the force of a comet.

This song is an atomic bomb and i'm holding rap hostage

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

Till im cosigned or resigned atomic like thymine and iodine

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

I bomb atomic, demolish a rappers esophagus

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

They want me to stop it, but i can't, this beat is atomic,