This is a song about "Geometry"

We use to be kids on that bob the builder,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Sponge bob bitch,"im ready"

What them tippers don't see

Now yall listening to me flow while your heads rest easy and bob,

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

Get the ass shots right

Your ass looks plumb and ripe,

Because your rap so wack it need some algebraic

I ain't trying to conflict: nickels to dimes and shit

Droning on and on, about geometry and trig....

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did

That's making your head bob even if the music was muted,

Has changed who do you want to channel for a rap battle goin all bob somebody

Why e.d.iprovide shit, fo tha needyand take from tha greedykadafi, is not sloppy