This is a song about "Kris math"

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

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

Five-star dishes, food for thought bitches

Kris humphries ain't nothing to fuck with

And i let her spend half the ticket, give or take

You do the math while i sit here and fuckin masturbate,

And smacked her so hard i knocked her clothes backwards like kris kross

A nigga pull the thing on ya'll, ya'll stain ya'll draws

I am a storm so do the math.

You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass

Make foes wanna get him slain, these hollows will twist ya, man

You test me and i'm goin' harder than a math exam,

You tell me 'one strike,' well, good thing i was never good at math.

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

Flow is tight like kris to kross//

Kirko paint her walls