This is a song about "Quantum theory"

Propose/ satanic dealings behind imaginary fabrics

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

Why are we immersed in a theory of heaven?

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

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

That's the only way i know how to hold it down

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

Got no fear in no officer, they be scared of them doctors

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

But, tomorrow's uncertainty promotes the urgency in this shit i'mma say

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

I'm still heading toward my twang theory

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

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