This is a song about "8th grade math concepts"

"contemplate", i wrote about her

I was a fucking dumb 8th grader

Only real niggas stay on top

In 3 days the 8th bomb i've dropped

Tricky as arithmetic was spittin' shit in sixth grade,

Put it on everything, history i'mma make

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

Still rapping like i'm in 2nd grade

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

Unbeatable in english, hit the gym and lyrically display math

The after math arithmetic,

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate

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

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

But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans