This is a song about "How metals react with oxygen"

Remind me to react slow.

Where they find me, 16 on death row

Quiet in the back, daydream of metals,

We race foreign cars, custom models

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Influenced by how you just cope with losing

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

Fuck that u would die on the spot no propper oxygen

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Information not valuable oxygen will be taxable

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

The roc to allido, they all believe me though

How i destroy anybody with my flow