This is a song about "Lab"

Make you wanna go back to the lab tonight

Hearing nikki giovanni on a late summer night

I'm in east rogers park, in a lab coat and a suit

Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot

I'm trying to make a way, she never call back

In fact you're as killable as drugged up lab rat,

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

'cause you use in the lab thug, use a pen and pad rug

Cause you're the worst best girlfriend i ever had

Back to the lab ...without a mic to grab

I'm tyler, mr. green hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap

My dream occupation is makin lyrics up in the lab.

Tornado tornado and i'm trynna blow your mind

Sixteen in lab cooking raps like jesus christ

I'm a #scientist scoping in my meth lab, skip #math,

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass