This is a song about "Completing the square"

The day before is better than the present

Hit me square in the chest, wasn't wearing a vest

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

I told him get his 9 and run

Sponge bob you a square, i'm a pi problem

Square to me the basics you see

Where you belong with your family

Put on the lab coat, every square foot of this lab goes

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair

Now the corners close in on me, now i'm too square,

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

Back to square one again, watching these titties wobbling with great,