This is a song about "Math"

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

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

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

Math wasn't my best, guessed on all of my test, felt it all in my chest.

I'm a #scientist scoping in my meth lab, skip #math,

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Be patient,decodin rappers like math equations

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

Unbeatable in english, hit the gym and lyrically display math

So chase the air hide your stash

To rap while cursed by math

He was very clever in english science and math

It got to be a lot of shit in your ass

Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top

Do the math on the path i walk i'm done with the talk