This is a song about "Chemistry anthropology apology ornithology"

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

I expect a solemn apology from you audibly/

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

Using chemistry and charisma to accomplish most of this

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

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Sorry life you'll never bring me down here is my apology

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Kinda getting sick of this technology it owes me an apology

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

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

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

So great, i probably owe you an apology!

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

And starts to think of the words for another apology