This is a song about "Math exams"

He watched house party, and ate apple jacks

Theft of a man's chest it's like gangs test and exams

I hope you see that i'm sincere, and even if you

Of the exams that we face that is based on the work that we do

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

Nigga, look at my bitch, you looking the wrong way

And when it come to the cash

To rap while cursed by math

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Sixteen bars to kill a rapper? bitch, you do the math.

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

Unbeatable in english, hit the gym and lyrically display math

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

I like my bitches good at math

He was very clever in english science and math

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass