This is a song about "Long chemistry love"

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

This evil chemistry your the ministry

Yeah, long as my bitches love me

You see now that nigga lonely

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

Now that ghetto system gets 'em trapped, they cookin' chemistry,

J cole, don trip, drake, big sean

I don't really gotta' take so long

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

She's history, i wrecked with chemistry; technically we ain't the same class

My talents for far too long

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

(and go berserk) all night long

We buy out stores till its all too gone

Nights are still tough and long,

Ha, and the bitches all gone