This is a song about "Monomers and polymer"

As she goes through the levels

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

And a fridge and some broccoli

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

And i put you on the team

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

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

What you might’ve thought the vision still clear

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Grab the scissors and saws and

And i don't think homes

And nasty remains and bones

And some strawberries and some chocolate

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit