This is a song about "Quantum physics"

With dorhinge (door-hinge), which swings 'n' flings, correlating to the physics of wings,

Waking up at night to a hollering drunk throwing provoking feelings

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

Is it defying the laws of physics and science

And you acting grown, doggy you ain't back at home

I am on with physics and pause my tone

My city's culture to the game now in existence

I graff', graph and graft; a b-boy that breaks physics.

So go ask your physics teacher, then go check your resources

Malignant, belligerent, believe me i'm living this

And like mos def's mathematics,teach you physics

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes

Got shit so complex that even if a scientist in quantum mechanics,

When i was little i used to get so hungry i would throw fits