This is a song about "Logic"

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

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

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

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

I'm waking up with something 20-something fly shit

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

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

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

Have amazing conversation while we flying, i ain't lying

You feel hot because you spitted logic lines and now your smiling

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

I got blow, speed, bleed, whatever yo' kindand if you need a motherfucker i ain't hard to find

63. to ever take a logic beat and disaster it,

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit