This is a song about "The science of psycology"

Shades: lv was a little dough

Return of the king of flow

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

And when i kick you to the ground, i'm shouting "science bitch"

When i drop the science political activists tell me to stop the violence,

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Flow of a librarian, its science, salarian, slice it up caesarean,

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

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

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

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

The world once had giants, but something science cant prove

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

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

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers