This is a song about "Chemistry"

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

This evil chemistry your the ministry

And you certainly have no chemistry,

God mc oh my god you gotta see

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

My chemistry with my art is a wise chemist

Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny

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

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

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

You find good chemistry.

Off of your melody

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