This is a song about "Molecular theorem"

Proving my potential as greatest artist of all time

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

Gettin respect and respect, do u need proof?

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

I rule rappad while you bitch is wearing a pad.

We never tattle, let god handle that

Tryna rule all the cash around me, but it's not easy

Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really

Two eyes to read to be seeing the fuckin proof why

Tried to warn the little nigga either stop or die

After this eighth be high like out of middle school

He who has the gold, makes the rule,that's the golden rule

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Rapping rule, back to school