This is a song about "Science book"

Every possible plausible excuse in the book.

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

This rap thing is a book...

Smoke ? you know it taste good

Every human bodies frying, from my illuminati science

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

Black holes are a mid something about meta physics and science----

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

Into a world of beautiful theories and natrual science

My life’s an open book

Lobsters and shrimp im good

Of the book of your life

... club, we'll be actin' real nice