This is a song about "Math home work"

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

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

To rap while cursed by math

I can get straight to the cash

Than anything ms. teacher said in my math class

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

I come home late from work, and it’s been a tough night,

Cus what you give me let me know that we'll be alright

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

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

No car key and i mean that

The after math arithmetic,

It's a fools fatewithout your word

I work hard, nigga put in work

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

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