This is a song about "Fuck science"

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

Is it defying the laws of physics and science

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

When you spill out hits

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

These acoustic threads are like academic science

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

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

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Motherfuckers been knowin' i'm ill and drop the science,

Even by science i'm breathing sinus it's all displayed

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

Put me somewhere my 3rd eye all scared but i feel like its been open since

When i drop the science political activists tell me to stop the violence,

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Fuck, clean up on aisle six