[Verse]
Nine on my tongue, twenty-five in the stash,
Multiplying moves, quick as cameras flash.
Nine squared, big flex, moves alive,
Two-twenty-five dancing, equate to forty five.
[Chorus]
Nine and the square root, truth to survive,
Digits never lie, build where we thrive.
Two-two-five, these blocks, they collide,
Breaking down the math, it's simply forty five.
[Verse 2]
Chalkboard smoke, where the answers derive,
Pythagoras whisper, watch the numbers jive.
Geometry in motion, corners and vibes,
Every hood’s statement, math always survives.
[Bridge]
Crack the formula, finding hustle in code,
Variables flipping, bosses carried that load.
Excel sheets grind, we graphing the road,
Algorithmic life, rules explode.
[Chorus]
Nine and the square root, truth to survive,
Digits never lie, build where we thrive.
Two-two-five, these blocks, they collide,
Breaking down the math, it's simply forty five.
[Verse 3]
In the cipher of paper, where physics align,
Pockets add problems, solutions combine.
Noah’s arc of numbers, flooding the shine,
In the balance of power, success redefined.