[Verse] Eyes on the board but my mindâs on the beat, Counting these lines but Iâm dropping a sheet, Numbers and letters, they twist and they climb, Sneakinâ my rhymes in the marginâs sly design. Silent in class but my heartâs on the flow, Teacherâs gaze sharp like sheâs in the know, Caught me scribbling, yeah, caught me alive, She nods with a smile, says, âKeep that vibe.â [Pre-Chorus] Canât stop the rhythm thatâs running inside, Math and the music, they collide and they ride, Watch me unlock every code in my mind, This classroomâs a stage where Iâm born to shine. [Chorus] Iâm the rhyme in your matrix, the beat in your sums, Spinning my story while the lesson hums, Teacher sees me vibinâ, knows Iâm the one, Writing my future where the numbers run. Hey! Hey! Iâm breaking the mold, Bright like a diamond, fearless and bold, In math class or music, Iâm owning my goal, Rhymes on the paper, fire in my soul. [Verse] Equations and verses, they dance in my head, Pages like puzzles, the lines that I thread, Teacherâs watching close, sheâs feeling the heat, Recognizing genius in every beat. No need to hide what Iâm bringing to light, Words twist and turn, taking flight tonight, From silence to rhythm, Iâm stepping on stage, Classroom or concert, Iâm breaking the cage. [Pre-Chorus] Canât stop the rhythm thatâs running inside, Math and the music, they collide and they ride, Watch me unlock every code in my mind, This classroomâs a stage where Iâm born to shine. [Chorus] Iâm the rhyme in your matrix, the beat in your sums, Spinning my story while the lesson hums, Teacher sees me vibinâ, knows Iâm the one, Writing my future where the numbers run. Hey! Hey! Iâm breaking the mold, Bright like a diamond, fearless and bold, In math class or music, Iâm owning my goal, Rhymes on the paper, fire in my soul. [Bridge] From scribbles to verses, my mindâs in control, The teacher and I, weâre feeding the soul, Breaking the silence, Iâm taking the lead, In every equation, I plant the seed. [Chorus] Iâm the rhyme in your matrix, the beat in your sums, Spinning my story while the lesson hums, Teacher sees me vibinâ, knows Iâm the one, Writing my future where the numbers run. Hey! Hey! Iâm breaking the mold, Bright like a diamond, fearless and bold, In math class or music, Iâm owning my goal, Rhymes on the paper, fire in my soul. [Outro] Yeah, rhymes in the margins, beats in the air, Teacher and student, a bond thatâs rare, Learning through rhythm, Iâm making it clear, This math class anthem is ours to cheer.