This is a song about "Math problems"

Hang your problems on a hanger

Something worth dying for

Trying to get back to this thing called love

I'm a splatter of bad problems,

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

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Like it might solve their problems

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Using my mind, to solve these problems

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Don’t answer about your problems

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

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

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

I'm taking math, statistics, and econometrics,