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

Alonzo, my condo cost three mil', this shit real

The labyrinth of pan’s lab is adamantly here

Sitting on the bed while they cooking up that coke

Your bitch, she ain't laughing, but my bitch thinks it's a joke

Make you wanna go back to the lab tonight

I'm on my deen inshallah, i'mma get 'er right

Raps coldest and potent if you noticed the dosage of meth

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

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

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

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Won't see paroleimagine life as a convict

Pacing the floor like a strung out meth addict

And smoke it while you're cooking meth, it flows with ease,

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees