This is a song about "Newton s third law of motion"

Bags under my 'isaac', grinding to the laws of motion

Only concern was the home that was close to him

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Disappear broke every law of physic and spawned death.

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time

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

Im lookin at the moment, bullets pass in front of me, in slow motion

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

At the root of the tree that isaac newton

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

More like dick perpetual motion

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

We're sick of law enforcement and all the cases they beat,

My intellectual properties is bigger than a third of the ocean

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin