Acid & Bases

She said her name was acid.

Everything she did was tragic.

But she was a bad chick.

She was sour to the taste.

She was worse than a base.

Her ph was less than a seven.

She always getting lemons.

She never hanged with metals.

Guess there's different levels.

She made litmus paper red just to make bases go to bed.

 

Acids, she's in my whip.

Sip, she's in my drinks.

I can't even think quick.

My blood got a little bit of it.

She makes my stomach go on a dip.

 

Met a cool dude tattooed.

I call him bases.

Some think he's basic.

But they don't see his drastic changes.

Yeah, he's bitter to the bone, tasteless.

His ph was higher than a seven.

But blame his profession.

His litmus paper changed blue, so he don't let the cops through.

 

Bases, he's all in my food.

Dude's, he's in my baking soda, he's in my baking soda.

I breathe him in, he's in my lungs.

He don't wanna kid me, but he's in my kidney!