This is a song about "Math clads"

Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play

Where they force us to learn a chapter of math a day

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

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

I'm taking math, statistics, and econometrics,

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

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

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

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

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

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Who wouldn't miss me? do the math, gas from ass, dash through glass,

He just get her bigger bags

To rap while cursed by math