This is a song about "Logic"

With the finest logic set in motion a plot with televised optics

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

I'm that nigga blessed with the knowledge and logic that psychics own

But my vision has inclined to some interscope, and its home

With gin and tonic, the grim logic, we're racist against,

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

Figuring how to transcript one's mind with a logic sanity

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Hypetrack that and send it, nigga it's a sack shit

That you'll never acquire, you're chickens, apply logic

So if you're looking to cop a beef you better bring so logic please

That's right, heheheyo, i heard you got beat up by the police

I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit

A prophet of catastrophic, balance between nonsense and logic

I'm trying to make a profit out of living in this sini'm in the dark getting buzzed, looking for some love

Yo im tossin sick exotic topics, like im tosin toxic, my hyperbolic, logic monstrous,