Lets just say i had problems
Trying to get back to this thing called love
I am a storm so do the math.
Goddamn your ex-man is a dumb ass
Do the math, get the sum
Most of them niggas dumb
I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love
Women troubles family problems
Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks
Be patient,decodin rappers like math equations
Everybody seems to misread every sentence
I'm taking math, statistics, and econometrics,
You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass
Keep doing this kinda shit, youll see what happens next, after math.
You tell me 'one strike,' well, good thing i was never good at math.
Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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