This is a song about "Cooking in the meth lab"

Adjusting all the pinions steering clear of meth and dust

And for the time being lets me in love with the moment

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

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

Blast to fast forward, i'm back in the lab zoning

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Raps coldest and potent if you noticed the dosage of meth

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

They don't know about the meth, and the smack and the dope,

Hoping that mama would sympathize cause she broke

Yo we're goin' back with forth with the flow like red and meth,

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

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

My dream occupation is makin lyrics up in the lab.

From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab