This is a song about "Chemical reactions"

Terming me stage rage getting herein reactions

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

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

But thats ok i always could use some chemical assistance,

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Together all the timethought it was true love

Chemical imbalance, apparatus to my madness

Confining my reactions to prove i'll reach my destination

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

Making decisions just to see reactions.

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Im like a chemical plant explosion this mic ima wreack havoc

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck