This is a song about "Science ph scale"

Fuck a deal, i just want my father's email

My intellect wasn't diagnosed to scale

That’s what i call a fairy tale

My knees are shaking, with my height they don't scale

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

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

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

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

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

I con science, an icon to my alliance

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

Look at what hell got, mail from fish scale docks

Cause i'm out on motherfuckin bail

Yo this is your homie a scale

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

So when i spit the message and leave it and drop the science,