This is a song about "The theory of relitivity"

Thats the one im serving,no need for theory hit it end today and it will end this way

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

All that ass in your jeans

Thinkin of the the dreams

The king of the jungle

Got to the end of the tunnel

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

Beat of the drum soon the rhythm of the dead.

I don't want you to have my permit yet

I'm still heading toward my twang theory

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Second nature, a mixtape featuring theory and illusion, goes back and forth,

With no remorseyou get blasted full forcea nike endorsement doin' shootings on a horse

Reaping the humans of leaps of good will

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill