This is a song about "Logic and skizzy mars"

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

I'm that nigga blessed with the knowledge and logic that psychics own

Im dead, they're searching for any sing of life like im mars

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

With the finest logic set in motion a plot with televised optics

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

My only faith is philharmonic, mixed with logic

That's life shit alright, shit, i could call you right quick

Forreal i'm aggravated that gon' abandon this shit

I don't like y'all rap topics and y'all rap logic,

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

While you mothafuckas waiting, i be off the slave ship

Bitch got all them booty shots

A chart scores as high stars and mars

So imma act hard on whoever i want whenever i want cuz my logic

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick