This is a song about "Scientific m"

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Just a scientific, mindless spirit, defined in my violent lyrics

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take

Of a koenigsegg going 200 m-p-h trough the interstate

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

But they say we ain't big

The center of the east coast my emblem reads

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds