This is a song about "Math proofs"

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

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

We get our chefin on, chefin on everyday

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

Saying they this and that

The after math arithmetic,

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

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

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

I'm a #scientist scoping in my meth lab, skip #math,

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

Your on the wrong path,you minus me equals garbage thats strong math

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

I'm taking math, statistics, and econometrics,