This is a song about "The theory of relitivity"

But after hearing mathematics he was water for my quenching thirst

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

I'm on the block as usual

The king of the jungle

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Thats the one im serving,no need for theory hit it end today and it will end this way

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

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

Shaved of the face of the earth

Know just what your worth

The groups of groupies looped in the hoops of the music business,

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness