This is a song about "Science and mass"

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

The science with hidden places n' government leaving clues and traces

And when i kick you to the ground, i'm shouting "science bitch"

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

He was very clever in english science and math

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans

I con science, an icon to my alliance

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

You shoulda listened to the sounds of the rappad mass and let another loss just pass.

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Got mass like a catholic preacher

Who got mass appeal,and have homos like you for meal

Everything you dojust wanna let you know, how we feel