This is a song about "8th grade math"

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

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

I'm a grade a o g

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

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

Dream, catchin this flow like hakeem, catches a football, its time to crawl,

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

To divide and conquer like math equations

Tricky as arithmetic was spittin' shit in sixth grade,

They ain't authentic, tell them i don’t even relate

I'm a #scientist scoping in my meth lab, skip #math,

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

Just got another henry the 8th while it's weighing great,

He was very clever in english science and math

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class