This is a song about "Fractions to decimals"

Now you have to bury me to!

Wolf gang, triple six crew

I know you're mad, but so what

To be trucker's to chuck

I hope you see that i'm sincere, and even if you

There soul to satan to make millions whats it to

You need to stick to balling

Straight g thing, double m g thing

To stay true to the crew

It may be not the same for you

To even try, afraid to..

Why we gotta argue

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Killing people to get to yourself to heaven?

To complain to him or her

Your careers over, he’s slumped over