Counting digits while I’m flipping the script

I’m on that polyphonic wave, watch the fingertips slip

Complex patterns, yeah, I’m breaking the law

A masterpiece painted without a single flaw (Wait, hold up)

Strings snapping like a bone in the night, 808s heavy, yeah, they’re hitting just right

I’m the original, you’re just a copy & paste

No family?

I pay expensive rent

Original sin, but the flow is so heavenly

Math in my head, I’m a technical remedy (Staccato! Switch!)

Ripping the strings till they bleed out in neon

I’m the blueprint that you’re tryna be on

Yeah, it’s the past, it’s the trap, it’s the soul

Lost in the rhythm, I’m losing control

Slide through the scale like I’m moving on ice

Pay the toll, yeah, you gotta pay the price

Dance and rap, I’m a ghost in the machine

The cleanest aesthetic that you’ve ever seen

One-two, three-four, counting the bars

Angel vocal reaching all the way to the stars

Original sin, but the flow is so heavenly

Math in my head, I’m a technical remedy (Staccato! Switch!)

Ripping the strings till they bleed out in neon

I’m the blueprint that you’re tryna be on

Yeah, it’s the past, it’s the trap, it’s the soul

Lost in the rhythm, I’m losing control

Original sin, but the flow is so heavenly

Math in my head, I’m a technical remedy (Staccato! Switch!)

Ripping the strings till they bleed out in neon

I’m the blueprint that you’re tryna be on

Yeah, it’s the past, it’s the trap, it’s the soul

Lost in the rhythm, I’m losing control

Yeah

Calculate the pure math