This is a song about "Math class"

On a whole different class

You can't be wiping your ass

I'm just fucking round in class

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

I can barely wipe my ass

Instead of being in class

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

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

The white working class is the majority, the upper class,

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

Your on the wrong path,you minus me equals garbage thats strong math

Unbeatable in english, hit the gym and lyrically display math

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

All you wanna do is get that stick

The after math arithmetic,