This is a song about "Pythagorean theorem"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Y'all could never hurt theory, i'll make y'all niggas fear me,

On my way to the top with theory,

The weed in me is real sticky

Kid, with my man theory holding me down, with our crown

My ten cent hold your head, don’t let lames bring you down

God mc oh my god you gotta see

I'm still heading toward my twang theory

It was just the four of us uptown corners

Low end theory, beats, rhymes, and life, midnight marauders,

With no remorseyou get blasted full forcea nike endorsement doin' shootings on a horse

Second nature, a mixtape featuring theory and illusion, goes back and forth,

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

Because your rap so wack it need some algebraic