This is a song about "8th grade math"

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

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

Wisest to be rappin since mac was in fourth grade.

I'm a grade a o g

Bitch, they call it motor city

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

To divide and conquer like math equations

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Be patient,decodin rappers like math equations

Why a black nigga take ass over class

I am a storm so do the math.

I don't care about your grade,

We both had dreams of being great

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

On april 8th mobb deep is playin' concerts in new orleans,