This is a song about "Logic rapping"

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

So imma act hard on whoever i want whenever i want cuz my logic

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

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

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

I function with you and you flaunt your pistol

Rapping ability unnatural

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

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

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

My only faith is philharmonic, mixed with logic

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Let me attract your attention that you're ''singing'' not rapping, not rapping

Bun b, i’m underground king

Just got to keep rapping