This is a song about "Chemistry"

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

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

You find good chemistry.

That's why i'm makin' money

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

And you certainly have no chemistry,

Air baggage claim awaiting miss thang outta st. louis

Using chemistry and charisma to accomplish most of this

New love is so beautiful. time just makes it ugly

Chemically there is no recipe to restore chemistry

Don't refute, or dilute, chemistry so trill make the president salute

And if it's in your possession then follow the directions my dude

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Now that ghetto system gets 'em trapped, they cookin' chemistry,

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

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see