This is a song about "Kris math"

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

And i could see you coming home after work late

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

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

Doing freestyle battles and writin' rhymes up in math class,

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

He was very clever in english science and math

I like my bitches good at math

Crawls right down the crack of your ass

That's a little math joke, for you slow type

This is everything that we call hype

I am a storm so do the math.

I can barely wipe my ass

Bitch i found my path, still in school but im not good with math.

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas