This is a song about "Quantum physic"

But i know my objective is the desire to go higher

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Got shit so complex that even if a scientist in quantum mechanics,

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

And even that objective view is skewed, then removed and filled with my hell,

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

You are inferior to my material.

Trade in my white tee for a tie and a sweater

Material, hypocritical dissenter

Used to be family material what happened to that

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

With material that rocks, killing a million stages (x2)

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex