This is a song about "Do not eat in the lab"

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

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

Stuck letting the drugs simply do what i could not.

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

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

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

In my basement and abuse a whore, "eat the cake #anna #mae",

Why do people eat up the shit he supplies?

Fresh ass mike's, my rollie on ice

You do the same process, eat sleep repeat.

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

You do not wanna see me in bad mood.

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

Doin wat i do is not a sin i always keep a stray gat in the bin

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win