This is a song about "Being bad at arithmetic"

And i ended up being the bad guy,

You other brothers can’t deny

Head game outta control, super heroes on the floor

I'm completely lost and being burnt up at my core

There i was kneeling on the ground, felt like i was being drowned, and at the

You're in the presence of a player, i'd rather be ya nigga

But you're loving mine i am the shit

The after math arithmetic,

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

I ain't being dramatic these feelings are automatic you don't know until you go at it

But if i'm at it, mathematically, the money ain't bad.

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

And i hate myself for being angry at someone so tormented,

And i be drinking all the brown straight, no coke

Lookin' at the bad bitches, smokin' on the best smoke