This is a song about "Math is great"

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

Unbeatable in english, hit the gym and lyrically display math

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

I am a storm so do the math.

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

One who thinks my life is so great lets to one thing straight, cause when it comes

So i murder it, this rap is going to be great

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

He was very clever in english science and math

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

My bitch is great, had a dinner date with william gates

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

For me to show them why the crowd a screaming "clever is great"