This is a song about "Science and mathematics"

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

It's a mix of art and science that i use to drop bombs and make scenes silent,

I spit the message, get across the truth, drop the science,

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

I've burned so hot, science calls me pyre/

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

These acoustic threads are like academic science

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

He was very clever in english science and math

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Motherfuckers been knowin' i'm ill and drop the science,

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Just call up dr. rza, ask em how to break a neck. . .for science