This is a song about "Elements of plot"

He say, she say." oh my god

Getting shot yeah sweating plot

Competition's non-existant, plot just thickens mystical,

Sex is just a weapon, i can leave you wet from this pistol

Have a toast for tha homiessee we both gotta die

Rewrite the elements of my natural colors, and i

Picture that and they ain't fire not a single shot

You quit your job, you look lost i think your losing the plot

I've never been to hell so how can you tell elements are rushing

Wow, umm, so tyler if you had the chance to tell him something

'cause fuck the fuckin' plot,

Let me see you walk

This aint no twist its a plot

Uhh! yeah smokin yeah i should stop

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

In his school always holds a book, he was polite never thought to plot