This is a song about "Atoms ions and molecules"

Grab the scissors and saws and

This how i hear it different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

Attracting and absorbing atoms

The day has come, dipset remains the ones

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Knowing you can no longer party

Living young and wild and free

Had a crush on way back, i wasn’t vip then

And get it again and again

I think found where your mind was

No wrists slit, we came to split atoms

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers