This is a song about "Particals and pure substances and mixtures and compunds and atoms"

Bunnign up pure haze,hopping the barriers and running up to the trains,to the raves out

Here mother fucker how do you like bacon now, when i stomp your teeth so you can't even shout

Attracting and absorbing atoms

But i guess that shit's just tough love

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Flapjack, ooh he bring

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

But i let off everything i have

All you gossiping fags are pure, garbage and trash

And inhospitable,

Got to the end of the tunnel

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

My only purpose in life to kill myself up on accident