This is a song about "Math rap"

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

I am a storm so do the math.

Your on the wrong path,you minus me equals garbage thats strong math

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

Than anything ms. teacher said in my math class

But i let off everything i have

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

Be patient,decodin rappers like math equations

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

He was very clever in english science and math

Do the math on the path i walk i'm done with the talk

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Fo ta lova rap, i always loved rap,