This is a song about "Meiosis and mitosis"

And a fridge and some broccoli

On they twitter writing novels, see

This is something different

Social conditioning and

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Called it an ep, they said i’m tripping

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

For the low that nine cheap

And kill yourself and your clique

Well, i can handle that

Wearing tanks and tatoos and shit.