This is a song about "Exponents expanded form base numerical expressions evaluate term quantity coefficient constant"

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

While illusions form a picture frame

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

The latter being a constant misconception,

Niggas in the street scared

Constant complex content

Niggas die over shoes

Constant battles of fools

Form the towers to iraq

We popping bottles, it don't stop

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

I could tell from what that classmate told me and from your facial expressions

Cause dis iz ma turf, ma base

And pray for better days