This is a song about "Vomit burning like its hydrogen"

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

That grows under my skin, it's infectious, atomic vomit

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

My swag's fresh as toothpaste, burning eyes like it's mace

Seen too many of y’all getting money, know my turn coming

Lyrical oven burning,wrecking rappers like it's nothing.

Meaning its more like pot expansion

And i’m talkin, passenger action

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

Choking on my own vomit like cinnamon

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

But i'm so sick of this world, i'm just trying to vomit

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

I here your thoughts and my hearts hot like a burning cross.

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Isn't it ironic when i label 21st century songs vomit,