This is a song about "Meth lab"

But i’m not making trips lab to lab every single day,

The home of marvin gaye, that's all i gotta say

But damn it...who'd ever mix up ciroc, powder, n' sum' meth?//

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

I'm feelin' like a platter at phillip's when i rap

In fact you're as killable as drugged up lab rat,

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

My dream occupation is makin lyrics up in the lab.

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

Pills straight from the lab, perhaps

You pay your favorite stripper car note

Like the meth you smoke your a joke

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

All of this fuss for heisenberg's blue meth

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

Put on the lab coat, every square foot of this lab goes