This is a song about "Little einstein s"

Y'all can keep all the trophies get at kim and i'm fine

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

I used to have a nine to five

It´s the battle of life

Intelligence in him you would swear einstein spitting

But if you ain't got the dance they revoke your spinning

You can search but you'll never find

Don't diss albert einstein mind.

So let's have a toast, everything fine

My guess is probably einstein

S queezys very bold

Hand to hand in the cold

Work equations like einstein, my design is outrageous,

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening

Rapping i must sound like einstein willing