This is a song about "It s a fact"

Now you can't sing or rap, that's a fact,

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

How you hold in emotion

In fact it was fuck him

As a matter of fact

That we can't forget the past

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Opposites attract, boy to girl that's a fact

To seize everything you ever wanted

I don't give a fuck what the 80's did

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

Opposites attract, boy to girl that's a fact

Seems like there s a killer on the scene

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team