This is a song about "Mercury facts"

Doubt they yapping out facts

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

Buildin' tracks snappin', smack you with a sack of facts

Check the fucking facts yo

Although thought that we would grow

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

My designs filled with similarity facts

Never give up never face the facts

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

Forged from steel hotter than mercury

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Would dreams actually become facts?

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Smashing stereos and emcees, just bringing the facts/