This is a song about "Hexadecimal converting to decimal"

My style is on point like a decimal,

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

To reality and to the facts

Know it good when she go no hands

You need to stick to balling

Don't want to be the king

I’m pulling you over

To complain to him or her

I don't wanna damage you

To stay true to the crew

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

To convince you to buy

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Converting verbs in my verse with diverse-ity with articles

Now it's time to eat

To beat or not to beat/