This is a song about "Chemical change"

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Cold and callus, gold chemical chalice, subdued by the blackness.

That's why the world needs to change

With foreign names, valet the range

Here to give you, a medical bill, plan to spit chemical spill

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

It's time for a change, but not this change,

Nigga, you pull over, fuck a rover range

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

When spittin' lyrics as complex as chemical astronomy as part of me

Chemical imbalance, apparatus to my madness

Now momma told me be careful who you love

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

[c] can i concentrate on creatin' chemical connections you're cravin?