This is a song about "Chemistry"

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

My chemistry with my art is a wise chemist

New love is so beautiful. time just makes it ugly

Chemically there is no recipe to restore chemistry

Third ward general, young cash money

And you certainly have no chemistry,

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

Governments wanna limit these lines we spit with chemistry,

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

You find good chemistry.

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

She's history, i wrecked with chemistry; technically we ain't the same class

Growing up in the industry where the evil chemistry

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

I'm #dreadfully a legacy when i'm doing this chemistry.

She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally