This is a song about "Transition metals"

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Quiet in the back, daydream of metals,

Seemingly transition visions to fact out of fiction.

I start evaluating, then my final intuition

I "wrote" this "song" [about my transition to the cloud, back

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Tryna be a thug and i aint gotta bust metals

From an unstable family of alkali metals

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Acquisitions that led to this transition

My talent should take me places i've never been

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Cuz the next line is about to make a transition.