This is a song about "How shit math is"

Keep doing this kinda shit, youll see what happens next, after math.

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Wit my kin that i came in wit

Hugged and said "how is it

But how you gonna talk shit when all i have is sold out shows

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Shit how many time's we've said this before

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

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

I'm official nice, y'all niggas fisher price

Shit is not easy b how can you disguise

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

How you gonna talk shit about me sucking dick when you're nickname is dick rider?!

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that