This is a song about "Sir isaac newton"

Yes sir on the track i float

Ain't nothin funny, fuck a joke

Growin up all i wanted was a father figure

Chop her up and dime her, im chapel retired im signed sir,

Yes sir, shoulda stayed your ass in church,

Got the urge, suddenly it's a surge

Yes, sir - thank god kinda worried 'bout my ass

But i let off everything i have

Malcolm x, huey newton, revolution, they stare,

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

She's dying sir i need your help

The blacks kill blacks for a crack of respect

At the root of the tree that isaac newton

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

"scuse me sir, do you know?"

And yall niggas the right flow