This is a song about "Unit opperations lab"

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

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

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

From the jungle, fam, where niggas bundle grams

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

Back to the lab ...without a mic to grab

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've unleashed the beast and i play you lil' niggas like lisa's shit

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

Is heaven just another door? and my people say

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

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Our unit storms in, we split the ghetto in sectors

My dream occupation is makin lyrics up in the lab.

Where maino at? in my new whip with the same old strap