This is a song about "Chemistry in cosmetology"

I don't really give a fuck

Stuck in the in the tub,

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

In one round, in one dab damn im high in the sky

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

Chemically there is no recipe to restore chemistry

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

You're uncool like my mother kin

Its in operation

Toddlers in tiaras,

And now it's clear as this promise

Watch you in,watch you in, watch you in, im in for the win

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

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

No such thing as sympathy, more money my remedy