This is a song about "Dexter s lab"

Make you wanna go back to the lab tonight

Tell by your handbag that boy don't do you right

Like dexter, former hannibal lector,

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way

But i’m not making trips lab to lab every single day,

Cause hype gets you rick mirer'd every single time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Sixteen in lab cooking raps like jesus christ

Puffy got a mansion, bitch i got the same damn kind

Like dexter, former hannibal lector,

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

In fact you're as killable as drugged up lab rat,

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that