This is a song about "Decimal placement when multiplying and dividing"

To understand the dividing lines and barriers that,

What the fans can't see that mm-mirror gon notice back

I'm done hittin' the pavement, so i'm gonna be takin' your placement

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

Shout out them strippers who hustle

My style is on point like a decimal,

Iverson was cool, but i supported victor page

Picasso without paint i'm /great like the dividing range/*

And when i do sleep, oh when i do.

When i get to warwick avenue

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Pay attention, focus, dividing rappers like numbers in a quotient/

Like a transformation from drugs to employed placement

I take a sip of hennessy and then get pissy drunk