This is a song about "Particle theory"

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain

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

I've become immune to you no name haters

Low end theory, beats, rhymes, and life, midnight marauders,

Thats the one im serving,no need for theory hit it end today and it will end this way

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

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

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

Summertime in the city

On my way to the top with theory,

Y'all could never hurt theory, i'll make y'all niggas fear me,

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around

Kid, with my man theory holding me down, with our crown