This is a song about "Failing chemistry"

No? well i can, even though my senses are failing me

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

But he keeps trying and failing, he winds up bailing

And since the economy's failing well you know all the names,

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

She's history, i wrecked with chemistry; technically we ain't the same class

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

I am inclined to be complex, in a world full of failing prospects,and don't holdeazy to any contest

I couldn't let my adversaries worry meand every single day it's a test, wear a bulletproof vest

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Now i ain't a chemist but yo mom and me got chemistry

Haters failing, they said i was nothing but a subliminal liar/

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

I'm fed up of failing, think i'll have more fun masturbating,

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing