This is a song about "Renfrew theory"

And i'm the only fucking rapper without a chain

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

Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them

Why are we immersed in a theory of heaven?

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

I'mma conspiracy theory rollin thru makin history

With no remorseyou get blasted full forcea nike endorsement doin' shootings on a horse

Second nature, a mixtape featuring theory and illusion, goes back and forth,

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

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

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

On my way to the top with theory,

I'm still heading toward my twang theory

You a lady boss, now you fly free