This is a song about "Chemist"

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

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

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

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

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

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

Sick chemist eugenics its a question of ethics

My chemistry with my art is a wise chemist

She woke up naked and then cooked both of us breakfast