This is a song about "Biology"

To drag his lying ass back to his padded cell

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell

They're gonna grow up and be just like the rest of the sheep in the world

But after hearing mathematics he was water for my quenching thirst

The ganja is a medicine, we spray no crews,

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

No associates degree but i know about philosophy,

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

Medicine may try to counteract

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Gettin' crazier than eminem's medicine cabinet

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

And the only block he's reppin' is a h-block cell

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

Cant help my actions, they come natural

Inhale my color purple