This is a song about "8th grade math"

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

I don't care about your grade,

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

I was a fucking dumb 8th grader

It feels like december 8th

You redundant, you never ever change

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

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

You can't be wiping your ass

To rap while cursed by math

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

Okay, bad grades, good grades, it's 8th grade, lil boys out here tryna get laid, but all

Liking all my pictures cuz she see the way i ball and i've never felt so tall.