This is a song about "Area of a rectangle"

Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting

Area 51 illuminati creating everything while spacing

Waiting/showing you her beauty if she's naked

You have fucked with a west coast bay area cali kid

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

Wack is what the haters say, this area with shades of gray,

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

We bring that pain and spit that truth from area to area,

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Take me to your area, girl you are my mania

She never ready to go so she forever come

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

I need to drive out this area and get assistance

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

I spit murder, every bar is a crime