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

Before you sign, you’ll be blind if you’ve been broke

They don't know about the meth, and the smack and the dope,

Pacing the floor like a strung out meth addict

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

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

Cooking in dexters laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

Fly as ricky steam boat

Like the meth you smoke your a joke

Y'all could be the star in my ficky spot light

Make you wanna go back to the lab tonight

The labyrinth of pan’s lab is adamantly here

If that bitch don't like you, she gonna tell you how she feel

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

I'm sick of seeing crack-addict single moms who bite the meth,

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

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