This is a song about "Math and john cena"

So chase the air hide your stash

I like my bitches good at math

Be patient,decodin rappers like math equations

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

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

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

Then we'll rise and fight like warriors 'till sunset like elton john,

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

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

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

And she stripping, go to college

John stockon is as white as that dumb bitch

Do the math, get the sum

I need to free them