This is a song about "Discovery of calculus"

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Cause america the terror of,

Return of the king of flow

Double m g forever though

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

Nothing i'mma do is gon work

Of being of always getting wired

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Of potential cases

The game of love

Promise me you won't step out of line

Ahead of his years, ahead of his time,

Out of mind out of sight

These hoes ain't acting right