I'll blow up into smithereens
And spew my tiny symphony
All up and down a city street
While tryna put my mind at ease
Like finishing this melody
This feels like a necessity
So this could be the death

Three point one four one five nine, this is Pi
Followed by two-six-five-three-five-eight-nine
Circumference over diameter
Seven-nine, then three-two-three
O-M-G, can't you see?
Eight-four-six-two-six-