This is a song about "Quantum theory"

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

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

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

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

Ran through an alleystill lookin' for my getawaycoppers said freeze, or you'll be dead today

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

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

I'm still heading toward my twang theory

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

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

Why are we immersed in a theory of heaven?

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

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

Girl lemme get them ooh aahs then i gotta catch my plane

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

Without my crew and me, slurring words and spitting so loosely but its so fast its