Dots & Lines

## Song by Lupe Fiasco

"**Dots & Lines**" is a song by Lupe Fiasco, released as the fourth track from his fifth studio album, *Tetsuo & Youth* (2015). It includes background vocals from Nikki Jean.

## Personnel

* Adam Hall – banjo
* Charles "Chilly" Patton – executive producer
* Chris Gehringer – masterer
* Erik Hammer – guitar
* Jack "jackLNDN" Aisher – writer, producer
* Nikki Jean – background vocals
* Rob Rox – mixer
* Rosy Timms – violin
* Simon "Simon Sayz" Morel – writer, producer
* Wasalu "Lupe Fiasco" Jaco – vocals, writer, executive producer
* Zack Hall – mandolin

## Lyrics

**Lyrics**
[Chorus]

You look just like how I'ma be

Sacred geometry

In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line

Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sine

You look just like how I'ma be

Sacred geometry

In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line

Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sine

[Verse 1]

With a platinum plaque, it's like Robbin, George, and Jack

The mind fears what the blinds hide but I'm here on the blind side

Hanging up 'til the line dies then off the hook for the crimes tried

Get awful looks from tribe tribe, unlawful jux when you climb skies

That's Robin Hood, arrows of the rich'll steal

In Hollywood and featherweight, I step by step, let it escalate

'Til you get it, will tell you if I hit it

We can make pie if we don't fidget

Xzibit, *Pimp My Ride* exquisite

We G's coach us back if we die in business, my Lord is my chemist

My sword is from Khemet, Egyptian fonts and ankhs

Scottish writes with Montblancs let us stomp

I walk as my father walk, master builder is what I thought

[Chorus]

You look just like how I'ma be

Sacred geometry

In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line

Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sine

You look just like how I'ma be

Sacred geometry

In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line

Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sine

[Verse 2]

Where the golden means, so the overseer gets overseen

And the over here's are the older things

Can see the bell but don't know the rings

The rings are not sounds, but circles, wear these on your virtues

See through these circles just like Steve Urkel, 'til it's all universal

And it harmonize in like proportion to the larger size

And it's dynamic in the high standard

So each degree has a part to price

See big whirls have little whirls that feed on their velocity

And little whirls have lesser worlds and so on to viscosity

[Chorus]

You look just like how I'ma be

Sacred geometry

In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line

Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sine

You look just like how I'ma be

Sacred geometry

In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line

Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sine

[Verse 3]

The applause of patrons at the laws in nature

Override lies and the laws of nations

Pilgrims bear witness at all the stations

Sun positions overcome traditions

Numbers govern our young religions

Dead levels making plumb decisions

Perpendicular to the undivision

That's bad curricular to the unconditioned

Any love less than unconditional is so

Under-Christian, it's unrepentant

The physical part of my church

Emits the invisible arts of my work

To make gold from garbage

Is not the alchemical point of this math

But truth be told it's the pursuit of gold

That turns the goal of men into trash

The soul's gold and they turning gold into cash

And your reflection is your connection

To more collections of more directions and paths

If your reflection is a mask, then you're reflective of mass

To see yourself just look at me then split your reflection in half

[Chorus]

You look just like how I'ma be

Sacred geometry

In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line

Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sine

You look just like how I'ma be

Sacred geometry

In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line

Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sine