This is a song about "Math home work"

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

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

I'm taking math, statistics, and econometrics,

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

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

Streakin' away and breakin' ma' way,cuz hell yeah that's how i roll.

Now and days you finish up work and you coming home alone, you pack a bowl

It's a fools fatewithout your word

I work hard, nigga put in work

Why you saving that, with her misbehaving ass

He was very clever in english science and math

Be patient,decodin rappers like math equations

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass

Than anything ms. teacher said in my math class