This is a song about "Music theory"

Knowing when its over blastin music

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

Mc's get taken to school with this music

So, i’m on some 40 days and night shit

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

But that's a theory you must turn off all your tv's to see

No theory can explain how i love the pain, blood drips like rain

All them other boys targets and i'm flawless with the aim

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

You just dont seem to understand music

All black everthing on some jigga shit

I'mma conspiracy theory rollin thru makin history

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

I make elevating music

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit