This is a song about "Math"

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash

He was very clever in english science and math

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Keep doing this kinda shit, youll see what happens next, after math.

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

You wanna see my math notebook, you see lining bar plans

Do the math, get the sum

See, wages is minimum

Math wasn't my best, guessed on all of my test, felt it all in my chest.

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

I am a storm so do the math.

Goddamn your ex-man is a dumb ass

She graduated top of the class

To rap while cursed by math

You tell me 'one strike,' well, good thing i was never good at math.

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash