This is a song about "Chemist"

Now i ain't a chemist but yo mom and me got chemistry

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

Sick chemist eugenics its a question of ethics

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

Your names added to my hitlist, rolling the streets like a chemist

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

My chemistry with my art is a wise chemist

Cause i been up in the lab, mixin it like a chemist,

I pray that that's me, but i gotta be honest