This is a song about "Redox reactions"

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Terming me stage rage getting herein reactions

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Making decisions just to see reactions.

I want to feel the energy of the crowds reactions,

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

They bringing me fish and chips

Which begat reactions

Distractin' half of the crap rap wannabe rappers, mad reactions,

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Now everybody smoke to it, for this is, the celebration

Confining my reactions to prove i'll reach my destination

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

Then quickly people start activate reactions through words , thoughts, and deeds

Without the sound of guns

Which begat reactions