This is a song about "Being good at math and not basketball"

We ain't playing for rings and that trophy i mention before, i let em keep

I may not be very good at this test thing and sometimes i need little cheat

Not like in the good old days when you looked up at me an said

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

Bitch i found my path, still in school but im not good with math.

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

Is being slowly filled out, rappers not wack but not good,

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

You tell me 'one strike,' well, good thing i was never good at math.

Poppin purple tagsshow my face for cash

I like my bitches good at math

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

I'm taking math, statistics, and econometrics,

To divide and conquer like math equations

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives