This is a song about "Ion science"

Steady tryna beat but ion need a percussion

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

So when i spit the message and leave it and drop the science,

But, ion cherish shit, flyer than a pair of chicks

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

But ion show no love g

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

I con science, an icon to my alliance

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

The world once had giants, but something science cant prove

Ion do fake friends ; couse they different from their claims

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

Ion trust him cause he always laying chicks

Pray to whoever got on the biggest of crucifix