This is a song about "Quantum theory"

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

I'mma conspiracy theory rollin thru makin history

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I'm still heading toward my twang theory

You was up thirty, now your down fifty

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

That likes walking with his hips bragging about his marijuana hits.

On my way to the top with theory,

When you wipe your eyes see it clearly

Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown

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

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

Why are we immersed in a theory of heaven?