This is a song about "Computer grenade lethal pleasant solid logical benefit degrading fraction approximation"

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

I will fracture to a fraction

Beats heavier than kilos, deadlier than weapons lethal

The root of all evil, is sorta like the roots new sequel

Eight inch blades and the tick of a grenade

I been an ape, diamonds in the dinner plate

In this segregated town, and see i find that hate degrading,

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Keep us effervescent, feeling pleasant

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

And this is pointing to the largest lame rapper fraction

Real recognize real, real women dont know you

My raps are composite, solid "juju"

My rhymes are logical,

I don't need no single