This is a song about "Science particle theory"

Even by science i'm breathing sinus it's all displayed

Collection of freestyles that i just want to make

Every human bodies frying, from my illuminati science

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

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

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

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen

My life story ain't science fiction it's a struggle between

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

But that's a theory you must turn off all your tv's to see

But i apologize for not walking you around

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

Low end theory, beats, rhymes, and life, midnight marauders,

I feel like quasimoto with all this shit on my shoulders