
[Intro] Yeah, I’m a kid, so what Big brain, juice box, let’s go (hey!) [Verse 1] Snack pack Math pack Backpack heavy Got facts in the back, stay ready They ask, “Why that problem still stand?” I’m like, “Gimme five, chalk, and a whiteboard wall, fam” Prime numbers Weird little jumpers Skip-step, big gaps Patterns in the thunders Count ‘em, 2, 3, 5, 7, 11 Feels kind of random But it might spell heaven [Chorus] I’m a kid, I can do anything (anything) Turn a question to a song that we sing (we sing) They say “Riemann” like it’s some big thing I say, “It’s prime time, watch my brain take wing” I’m a kid, I can do anything (anything) From the playground straight to reasoning If there’s a puzzle that the grown-ups bring We go “la-la-la” while we tighten that string [Verse 2] Okay, picture this Big tall grid Numbers on a line like a marching band lid We got a secret code Hidden in the ticks Every time a prime pops It’s another little flick Now enter Zeta Function Data We stir that soup in a math calculator Zeros where it drops to a flat-line hush Dots in the dark where the numbers blush Trivial ones? Yeah, those easy peasy The tricky ones live where it’s kinda queasy Complex land Like a twisty vine And the rumor is They all stand on one straight line [Chorus] I’m a kid, I can do anything (anything) Turn a question to a song that we sing (we sing) They say “Riemann” like it’s some big thing I say, “It’s prime time, watch my brain take wing” I’m a kid, I can do anything (anything) From the lunch table to reasoning If there’s a puzzle that the grown-ups bring We go “la-la-la” while we tighten that string [Bridge] Why’s it unsolved? ‘Cause it’s that deep Every time they push up More stairs to keep Hundreds of years Still checking that line Billions of dots All seeming to align But a proof? That’s tighter than glue Needs every “maybe” Turned “always true” ‘till then we’re kids On the floor with blocks Building new paths Past the known roadblocks (woo!) [Chorus] I’m a kid, I can do anything (anything) Turn a question to a song that we sing (we sing) They say “Riemann” like it’s some big thing I say, “It’s prime time, watch my brain take wing” I’m a kid, I can do anything (anything) Future in my hoodie and my jelly ring If there’s a puzzle that the grown-ups bring We go “la-la-la,” let the children’s choir sing (la-la-la)
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