This is a song about "Multiplied by the number of undiscovered minus the existence of dinosaur"

No matter how much i try, stay alive, i'm a die a man

Like the dinosaur era you won't have to be a caveman

A world comsumed by the book of faces

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

See seas of c's when a's didn't have to be minus

Fuck what them niggas saying i aspire for greatness

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

Several's the number of cells that clever has slept in

Confused state of mind, my existence, undefined

When it's repping time, i get on extra grind

Smoke another bowl, forget it by the end of the night.

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

Only grasped by the heights of pharoahs

Take you home, let you sleep in my clothes

But we save the card, the charred cold existence

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since