This is a song about "Data science"

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,

And we ride rotten, 2 choppers found dirty sirens

Is it defying the laws of physics and science

And when i kick you to the ground, i'm shouting "science bitch"

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

I con science, an icon to my alliance

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

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Just call up dr. rza, ask em how to break a neck. . .for science

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take

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