This is a song about "Gravity and isaac newton"

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

They giving pounds and that before get the money

Yeah, now i’m dropping lines like gravity/

And got her room number, you can find me there

Malcolm x, huey newton, revolution, they stare,

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

But i defy gravity of the influence

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Shut the hell up, or i'll send you up to space like gravity/

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

Bags under my 'isaac', grinding to the laws of motion

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

Remove the gravity from your feet

The top, never falling down, no gravity, so rap to me

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see