This is a song about "Math probability"

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Be patient,decodin rappers like math equations

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

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

Where they force us to learn a chapter of math a day

The arguments are gettin' loud, i wanna stay

Than anything ms. teacher said in my math class

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

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

Keep doing this kinda shit, youll see what happens next, after math.

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Who wouldn't miss me? do the math, gas from ass, dash through glass,

So here i am at the store for some chips

To divide and conquer like math equations

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

The after math arithmetic,