My name is Archimedes,
born in a Greek city,
island of Sicily.
Yeah, I bet you know me.
"Eureka," I coined that,
The heat ray, I made that.
So big in the world, I could make them believe that
two  plus two is five.
But enough of the lies.
I'm bringing the fire.
I found out pi
in my time.
But i'm sorry, Sir. You know what?
I'ma be kind.
Let me hear about the nothing that you've done with your life.
The name is Napier
But I'd cut you with a rapier
Got two wives and twelve kids,
made bones to find quotients-
products in Merchiston,
where I was a Laird.
Oh how the people cared,
and while I was there,
logarithms just came to me.
In my mind so easily.
You're weak sauce, Archimedes.
Without me you wouldn't be
known to Britain society.
Cause I improved the dot between
the ones place and the tenths, you see?
You're mad that your friend was a spider in a box
You traveled around with it like that ish was hot.
And how do you even know bout Britain society
when i heard you were Scottish? Explain that to me.
But before you say that,
let me just state.
I understood volume when i was going to bathe.
Hey, something smells weird,
did you notice that?
Ima go get you some soap
so you can run yourself a bath.
I'M NOT PLAYING THESE GAMES!
I'm whooping butt and taking names.
Come on "Grandpimedes,"
you were born in the BC's
And that's okay, "I don't have friends."
But at least I'm smart enough to leave the house with some pants!
I still got my twelve kids and two wives for sure.
But while they were doing research,
they saw nothing of yours.
You witch looking broad.
Like you tried to go to heaven.
They sent you back
like you said "twenty-two over seven."
