This is a song about "My chemical roma"

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

Im like a chemical plant explosion this mic ima wreack havoc

I can only imagine

Grab my knife and my gun

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

But thats ok i always could use some chemical assistance,

These my rhymes and my story

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Irreverent i'm supernatural a new chemical element,

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and