This is a song about "Quantum physics"

My city's culture to the game now in existence

And like mos def's mathematics,teach you physics

Black holes are a mid something about meta physics and science----

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

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

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

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

Without my crew and me, slurring words and spitting so loosely but its so fast its

Propose/ satanic dealings behind imaginary fabrics

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

I am on with physics and pause my tone

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