This is a song about "Math probability"

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

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

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

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

To rap while cursed by math

And when it come to the cash

Than anything ms. teacher said in my math class

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

To divide and conquer like math equations

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

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

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Sixteen bars to kill a rapper? bitch, you do the math.

I’m up to six hundred bricks, started with two hundred grams

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

Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan