This is a song about "Cooking in the meth lab"

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Cooking in dexters laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

Yo we're goin' back with forth with the flow like red and meth,

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

'cause you use in the lab thug, use a pen and pad rug

You're a divorced slut and you can't suck dick

Pacing the floor like a strung out meth addict

Blast to fast forward, i'm back in the lab zoning

It's temporary lust you need an in showing

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

Cause i been up in the lab, mixin it like a chemist,

If i don't make that man there dance

Pills straight from the lab, perhaps

Make you wanna go back to the lab tonight

I plead with em, the system ain't right