This is a song about "Science phase changes"

Girl listen, trying to position

It's just a phase you're in,

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

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

A convex complexion changes all direction.

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Saying that we need some changes

On the slow jam of love

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Cause they can test animals for science

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

So much changes when you make meager decisions,

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

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips