[Verse 1] Forget the hallway, forget the hill and creek, this ain't about the miles that your sneakers speak, the entorhinal code that mapped your morning jog is mapping neck length, leg length, in a catalog, same hexagons that guide you through the parking lot now triangulate a feeling, a rank, a thought, the lattice never asked if the ground was real, it's tracking structure, relationship, and feel. [Chorus] Grid don't care if it's ground or thought, hexagon whispers wherever structure's caught, Tolman drew it first, a map in the rat's own head, now the code walks concepts where the feet never tread, six-fold symmetry, wherever you roam, hexagons don't care what space calls home. [Verse 2] Constantinescu drew a chart, two axes climb, neck stretching northward, legs stretched in a line, each bird a coordinate, a beak on a graph, your brain traced hexagons steering half and half, that's a morphospace — a shape-built room where traits collide, stork to sparrow, sliding through the countryside, six-fold symmetry lit when you shifted gaze, grid-like firing charted feathered morphospace. [Verse 3] Park in twenty-twenty-one plotted who's above who, rank and closeness, axis of a status crew, grid cells fired climbing up that social stair, hexagons tracking favor, tracking who's got flair. Aronov bent the runway into pitch instead, mice licked for water sliding tone through their head, frequency became the hallway, low to high, entorhinal hexagons still counting the sky. Killian showed the monkeys sitting, eyes fixed still, no legs required, vision's the treadmill, saccades drew the grid as gaze crossed the screen, and odor space is next — molecules between. [Chorus] Grid don't care if it's ground or thought, hexagon whispers wherever structure's caught, Tolman drew it first, a map in the rat's own head, now the code walks concepts where the feet never tread, six-fold symmetry, wherever you roam, hexagons don't care what space calls home. [Verse 4] Tolman said the rat holds a map, not just a chain, cognitive map hypothesis, born in his brain, O'Keefe and Nadel gave it hippocampal proof, place cells built the floor plan, walls and roof, now Behrens takes the blueprint, strips it of the stone, structure learning's the message, space was just the tone, any graph with distance, any task with relation, the grid's the ruler for abstract navigation. [Bridge] Try this: rank a hundred coffees, sweet to bitter, dark to light, draw the axis, predict the six-fold sight, if hexagons emerge when you drift bean to bean, that's the noetic map, the thought-space seen — noetic, meaning built of pure mind, no ground, no stair, same lattice logic, moving through thinner air. [Outro] Six-fold symmetry, wherever you roam, hexagons don't care what space calls home, from bird beaks to rankings to the pitch of a tone, the grid was never just about the walk back home.
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