This is a song about "Math integer"

It's all too black for me to blame it on the man

You test me and i'm goin' harder than a math exam,

The after math arithmetic,

Saying they this and that

You tell me 'one strike,' well, good thing i was never good at math.

But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

Unbeatable in english, hit the gym and lyrically display math

Its somethin they never get, but fuck it i represent

Math wasn't my best, guessed on all of my test, felt it all in my chest.

Was he stressing you, wasn’t fucking you right

That's a little math joke, for you slow type

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

I like my bitches good at math

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

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