This is a song about "Cool math rap"

Your on the wrong path,you minus me equals garbage thats strong math

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans

You wanna see my math notebook, you see lining bar plans

Fuck it, call me a heathen, that's cool

It all goes back to when i dropped outta school

Pause, the only thing we need for is math and technology,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

The after math arithmetic,

I never crack i got that chap stick

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

Unbeatable in english, hit the gym and lyrically display math

Be patient,decodin rappers like math equations

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

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

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass