Euclid Under The Tree

[Intro] Under that tree Pages and proofs Lines in my head Turn to the truth [Verse 1] He took Euclid to the dirt, just a book and a breeze Six books in his brain, roots sunk to his knees Said, if it can’t march through these angles, it’s weak Premise to corollary, every step gotta speak Law partner watching like, “He’s gone again” Eyes off in a field, mind sharpening the pen Logic like a regiment, lined up, tested Every claim drilled down, questioned, wrestled Took theorems from the page to the plank of a case If it’s crooked by a hair, he would feel that space Time moving slow but the sense got quicker Words getting shorter while the thought ran thicker [Chorus] Euclid under the tree Let the proof be the proof of me If it don’t stand straight, let it fall 272, that’s all Clean line Sharp cut Say less Mean much Euclid under the tree Let the proof be the proof of me [Verse 2] Gettysburg soil, blood sunk in the ground He stepped up soft, let the silence sound No flourish, just fact, just a frame in the air Bound a broken country with a handful of care Less than an email, more than an era Each word like a lantern, pulling terror to the clearer Integrity don’t shout, it just stays, it just holds Border of the truth drawn tight, never sold I’m tryna write like that, spare, exact Every extra syllable, cross-exam the fact If the line can’t walk through the first six books Tear it down, build back, give the thought new hooks [Chorus] Euclid under the tree Let the proof be the proof of me If it don’t stand straight, let it fall 272, that’s all Clean line Sharp cut Say less Mean much Euclid under the tree Let the proof be the proof of me [Bridge] Integrity ain’t yelling in a crowded hall (nah) It’s the quiet that corrects when the pride stands tall It’s the cut you refuse, it’s the bribe you decline It’s the word you remove to reveal the design [Chorus] Euclid under the tree Let the proof be the proof of me If it don’t stand straight, let it fall 272, that’s all Clean line Sharp cut Say less Mean much Euclid under the tree Let the proof be the proof of me