This is a song about "Index coding with cache"

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

I entered with, rendered with it,

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

I've enough problems to deal with

Is that ya story? a cache of grey tales seems statutory

Pull the pound, up and down, turn yourself around shorty

Bun b, i’m underground king

With gimmicks replying

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

With a pentaforce in hand, in fact my damn index possessed the damage

Bitch i'm all you need

I deal with bull with the sheet,

Dueling with duality.

And they can't see the tragedy

Coding, eroding, the system, fingers pressed in

Highest form of affection, physical connection