This is a song about "Algebraic expressions"

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

I could tell from what that classmate told me and from your facial expressions

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

Because your rap so wack it need some algebraic

My raps are comical plus my expressions are diabolical.

Every second tell me how you pressed em at the monte crystal

The road to hell is paved with good intentions

Heavens stuck and trapped, inside my facial expressions