lirik lagu k-cipher - the algebra of pain
[verse 1]
let’s ~n~lyze the variables, the x and the y of despair
if wealth is a constant c, then poverty is the exponent we bear
we’re solving for zero, the null set where opportunity rests
and the equation of oppression is solved on our young chests
see, the median income m is never congruent to the effort expended e
so the inequality is built~in: e \not\approx m for us, visually
i’m mapping the systemic syntax, the grammar of the concrete jungle
where the quotient of police presence p over community trust t is a rumble
a conflict. p/t = k (constant kinetic friction), it’s static
the pressure of the pavement, the failure of the democratic fanatic
my pen is the sharp point of the compass, drawing the lines of the conflict
i’m proving theorems with metaphors, every verse is an indictment
[chorus]
it’s the algebra of pain, man, every day a calculation
we’re adding up the losses, subtracting the salvation
trying to divide the inheritance of trauma by the hope
but the answer is always complex, struggling to cope
we’re the denominators, always minimizing our worth
while the numerators h~~rd the gold—the tragic blueprint of birth
gotta reverse the formula, flip the script, rewrite the axioms
or we stay stuck in the loop, paying taxes on our maximums
[verse 2]
the geometry of the block: straight lines that lead to dead ends
no hypotenuses that connect the means to where the future transcends
we’re caught in a vicious circle, the radius of the prison cell
the surface area of freedom is a tale they never tell
look at the data sets: graduation rates g versus incarceration i
the correlation is almost perfect, tell me how we can deny
the programmed outcome. this isn’t coincidence, it’s design
a controlled experiment where our potential is always confined
they teach us to memorize, but not to ~n~lyze the structure
i’m doing calculus on the corner, using my soul as the puncture
point, breaking through the membrane of the false reality
the sum of our struggle s equals the square root of true liberty l, eventually
s = \sqrt{l}. we are the constants that will not be erased
[bridge]
they want the solution simplified, a linear projection
but our lives are vectors, full of deviation and sharp inflection
every decision is weighted, every misstep is costly
we’re calculating the distance, hoping our path won’t be mostly
a regression back to the mean, back to the default setting
nah, i’m setting fire to the textbooks they were regretting
that i read. i’m redefining the domain of possibility
[chorus]
it’s the algebra of pain, man, every day a calculation
we’re adding up the losses, subtracting the salvation
trying to divide the inheritance of trauma by the hope
but the answer is always complex, struggling to cope
we’re the denominators, always minimizing our worth
while the numerators h~~rd the gold—the tragic blueprint of birth
gotta reverse the formula, flip the script, rewrite the axioms
or we stay stuck in the loop, paying taxes on our maximums
[outro]
the solution is complex
x = \text{freedom}. solve for x
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