This is a song about "Data science"

Just use nounism and that will blow you mind like physical science

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

Even by science i'm breathing sinus it's all displayed

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

It's a mix of art and science that i use to drop bombs and make scenes silent,

So when i spit the message and leave it and drop the science,

And we ride rotten, 2 choppers found dirty sirens

The capital punishment, the loud police sirens

I spit the message, get across the truth, drop the science,

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Flow of a librarian, its science, salarian, slice it up caesarean,

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Cause they can test animals for science

But there's more than just some data on the disk at stake

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight