This is a song about "Math life and weed"

And for this moment no i won't ditch you

Rolling weed and smoking it too

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

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

Started out with just alc and weed

Cause they right down the street

Put up and smoke that weed,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

From the weed staining and all thats remaining

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

He was very clever in english science and math