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Mathematics is more than numbers... It's life, it's learning to figure the ups and downs of life and find acceptance in your living. T'Von gives you a glimpse into the his mathematics
lyrics
Mathematics
Heart in these streets, soul behind bars
25 to life, these rhymes make time hard
Dead end dreamer, mind's stitched to sky
(A lost emcee), the rhythm my lullaby
Advantage to nigga with nothing to lose,
The unknown from the middle, spitting riddles, no defuse
(Mississippi muddy), call me country its lovely
Be a son of the soil, (though "the struggle") birth my foil
No past, no future, I exist in the bars
The beat is my vessel, (I’m conversing with stars)
My background, (the landscape. Quad Cities,) my canvas
This microphone is tool for painting my Atlantis
Hook
I spit the mathematics, just to make you mad
How the hell you rhyme, if you don't know how to add
(Bodybags, toe tags), leave em on the slab
Here today, no tomorrow now let me carve my path
Im from the cornfields, baby I lived in the region
Running bare feet through the streets, fore teething
Young heathen, (no rhyme or reason)
Simply. (in.) (my.) believing.
Verse 2
(Dreams come true), such a arrogance in my scheming
(Waste of my youth), hard truths came with the spending
Lost years, add wisdom, (sense of certainty)
A glutton for the pain, deem me king (stupidity)
Ran to dirty, and the apple to be worthy
No pot of gold found, just regrets, made me surly
A bittersweet symphony, I danced to its seduction
Pen bleeds for existence, (lost in my corruption)
The game got real, but the fake on the rise
Gangsta cosmetic, (Fortnite) no surprise
Living in the lines of the paper I'm writing
( 1 plus 1 equal 2) except those perpetrating)
Hook
Bridge
Count it up, break it down,(beat) sum it all up, flip it all round"(x2)
"Multiply the pain, divide the all doubt, still I rise, no tapping out" (2x)
Verse 3
Class in session, ya boy giving out lessons
Jolt the notes down, as I pen a deadly weapon
(Murder in 33 degrees,) ask a Mason for direction
Step into the spotlight, be bold with your confession
(Father give me strength), as I go against the norm
(Spitting in the wind), singing in a storm
Hell hath no fury like nigga dedicated
( 10 hail marys), at the devil, life created
Hook
credits
released November 8, 2025
Produced by Dope Boyz Muzic
Written by Tivon Branch
T’Von is a Midwestern storyteller from the Quad Cities, IL, crafting introspective hip-hop rooted in working-class reality.
His music lives where faith wrestles doubt and ambition meets responsibility, turning everyday miles into reflections on growth, pressure, and purpose.
Introspective lyricism with grounded perspective, T’Von treats every record like a chapter
Every record is a step forward....more