Albert Einstein tried to steal this rhyme from me man, The Scientific flow, this what I told him though

Spitting at the speed of sound

Cats on common ground

They Be finding forever

Found Optimus' resurrection

Study beats like scientific equations

Solved with logic

While half got calculators

Mouth and mics a globe

Split to half like equators

It's constant rotation

Keep exploring me

Spit objects with no buoyancy

On the surface B

Rip through the surface witta sting

Y'all can scream

I die when I flee

In cocoons catchin up on sleep

It's done to these emcees

Did nothing but count Dolly

Auto immune talking

Killing the inside of all bodies

Got the lupus on me

Left with scientific interest

Y'all throw up

Check the physics

I'm still on ballistics

What goes up

Must come down

Still on legends and gettin lifted

On crowquill pen shit

Delicate lines I'm spittin

Drop em in they system

Touch shit, don't drop glass nigga

Shattered and karma

I stabbed em

Stretch the dynamics

Further than a fantastic

Made to spoil

Check my aerodynamics

Back on speed rather

Not pop it

Used at a party

Pace started

Bad to say like Ja's "Loose Change"

Battling me, you got no say

That's a penguin and sea lion in a foot race