This is a song about "Logic"

Yo im tossin sick exotic topics, like im tosin toxic, my hyperbolic, logic monstrous,

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Figuring how to transcript one's mind with a logic sanity

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

Is all good for nobodyremember gamin' on dumb hotties at chill parties

So if you're looking to cop a beef you better bring so logic please

That you'll never acquire, you're chickens, apply logic

If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit

"fuck haters or fuck yourself" well, thats my logic.

Feeling like it’s ramadan and i just need a bite quick

Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that

Quickly kneel down to strictly kings of shit, the grim logic

With gin and tonic, the grim logic, we're racist against,

But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead

With no logic just bout who got shot or

You ain't gotta hit the club no more