This is a song about "The three states of matter"

You couldn't even name three kings at the top of ya brain,

I turned into something they never became

But the fact of the matter is, were a country in need of saving

Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting

And maybe cupid won't miss

But the truth of the matter is,

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Principal of the matter is ya aint got what it takes

Id laugh like "whats the matter"

My records sell, yes sir

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

I ain't from the states but i get money like bill gates

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Holy shit there three of you?! this shit hypnotic, only in the chronic.