This is a song about "The theory of relitivity"

Reaping the humans of leaps of good will

Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill

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

Huhmy home boys might squabble but we don't fall down

I'mma conspiracy theory rollin thru makin history

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

//summary of the moral of the story is in the notes>>

Cause if you run the light

In the face of the outside.

Across the face of the earth

Now you got a masters

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

I'm still heading toward my twang theory