This is a song about "Lanthanides and actinides"

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

I just know what you mean

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

And i'm dizzy and spinning

There'd still be niggas out killing

And like to boast and brag

The crown ruler is back

I be gettin' money

And a fridge and some broccoli

And if i'm down with this banging shit

And some strawberries and some chocolate

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course