This is a song about "Bohr"

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around

Kid, with my man theory holding me down, with our crown

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

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

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

I'm still heading toward my twang theory

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

Y'all could never hurt theory, i'll make y'all niggas fear me,

Thats the one im serving,no need for theory hit it end today and it will end this way

Ran through an alleystill lookin' for my getawaycoppers said freeze, or you'll be dead today

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

No theory can explain how i love the pain, blood drips like rain

Knowing you shouldn't think that way and trying to freeze your brain