This is a song about "Chemistry"

Using chemistry and charisma to accomplish most of this

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

This evil chemistry your the ministry

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

You find good chemistry.

But make sure if they do see

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

My chemistry with my art is a wise chemist

Chemically there is no recipe to restore chemistry

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

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

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

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

You he'll never understand the chemistry between me

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

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy