Kid Can Do Anything (Gauss’s Law Flow)

[Intro] Yeah, I’m a kid Still I do big things (hey!) Got my brain turned up Hear the classroom sing [Verse 1] I’m in the back of the class, little hoodie, big grin Teacher talk “fields,” I’m like “let me jump in” Lines all around, I can see ’em in my mind Flowing from the middle, spreading out in every side Tiny little dots, plus signs, that’s the start Everything flows out from the center of the heart Flip it to a minus, watch it pull, watch it sink All the lines dive in like they’re runnin’ to a drink (woah) [Chorus] I’m a kid, I can do anything Turn a rule to a rap when the bell goes ring If it’s packed with charge, all the lines fly out More inside, more lines, that’s what I’m about I’m a kid, I can do anything (anything) Turn the math to a map in my mind on ping If it’s packed with charge, all the lines flow through Count ’em, add ’em, that’s the clue [Verse 2] Wrap a bubble in the air, like a clear glass shell Ask “what’s inside?” that’ll tell you what you tell Lines pushin’ outward, pokin’ through that skin Each one’s proof somethin’s sittin’ there within If it’s empty in the middle, then the lines don’t stay They sneak in one side, out the other, drift away But stack up little pieces, plus on every side Field gets dense, like a crowd worldwide (hey!) [Chorus] I’m a kid, I can do anything Turn a rule to a rap when the bell goes ring If it’s packed with charge, all the lines fly out More inside, more lines, that’s what I’m about I’m a kid, I can do anything (yeah) Turn the math to a map in my mind on ping If it’s packed with charge, all the lines flow through Count ’em, add ’em, that’s the clue [Bridge] Inward, outward, where they go? Ask the space, it’ll show Every line that leaves that place Matches what’s inside the space Positive, negative, push and pull (push and pull) Tiny specks make the whole world full I’m small, but my thoughts run tall Got my own law on the wall (let’s go) [Chorus] I’m a kid, I can do anything Turn a rule to a rap when the bell goes ring If it’s packed with charge, all the lines fly out More inside, more lines, that’s what I’m about I’m a kid, I can do anything (anything) Turn the math to a map in my mind on ping If it’s packed with charge, all the lines flow through Count ’em up, that’s what kids can do