This is a song about "Science periodic table"

To say life goes on, now they're counting money on the table

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

For not being perfectly perpendicular to the table

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

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

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

I never use a fork i always spoon her

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

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

It was like balancing a house of cards on a crooked table,

You on the table for operation

I compliment you with your conversation