This is a song about "Unit opperations lab"

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

Put on the lab coat, every square foot of this lab goes

Like a whole police k-9 unit filled with basset hounds,

My bitch: she educated, walking college grounds

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

It was evil, there was peace in the streets, a breathing unit,

But i’m not making trips lab to lab every single day,

Haters dont know what to say club feel like the first of the month today

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Now my homie's in the hospital with a breathing unit,

I'm a #scientist scoping in my meth lab, skip #math,

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Cause i been up in the lab, mixin it like a chemist,

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

You claim your life a maze? well duh, you're a lab rat

I ride with them boys in the middle of the map