This is a song about "Scripture graphing telegram chronologically temperature location biology"

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

Temperature rising i'm heating the place,

Im always high cus its all about location

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

From my location in space, a sphere covered in rubble

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Everything monumental in my uncannily scripture

Or i'll make sure your last known location will be "unknown".

Gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone

And this is real scripture

And that i spent the night with her

Paint a picture of a thousand word scripture,

Look's like a chandelier, look in the mirror

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Made logically because he came outta school failing english, maths and biology