This is a song about "Tinicum arts and science"

Put me somewhere my 3rd eye all scared but i feel like its been open since

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

I spit the message, get across the truth, drop the science,

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

It's a mix of art and science that i use to drop bombs and make scenes silent,

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

With artillery to disclose the nobility of this arts history

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

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

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,