This is a song about "Margarita clinical genetics"

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

Rapping and talking the same, rapping's in my genetics

I ain't clinical but your minimal syllable bars are not fixable

If we wasn't so original, my life despises as a mofo criminal

Mcing in clinical submission, miracle musician

I roll with skaters and musicians with an intuition

Before i get to t.i.a. i'm sure to make her rain

Clinical pain, i have a fuckin cynical brain,

#clinical insanity my brain flooded in genetical systems, belonging in therapies

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

That shit's in human genetics to be a racist at heart,

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

Clinical insanity driven by all of the received torment

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

My rhymes are biddable, physical, clinical to your health even critical