This is a song about "The particle theory of matter"

Principal of the matter is ya aint got what it takes

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

...mist of rap...whatever, it don't matter, shit

This is like love, that you can never get

Id laugh like "whats the matter"

And that i spent the night with her

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

This is my take of the matter with no first hand success to back it up

They're busted rhymes on the wall of shame, cause they don't matter.

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

The chosen one in a bunch of matter

Good love then i can do that for her

You a lady boss, now you fly free

On my way to the top with theory,

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

What's the matter man you seem filthy