This is a song about "Math proofs"

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

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

Bet they all will tune in, so i'mma do it bigger than

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

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

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

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

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

The after math arithmetic,

What you tripping on?see, i'm the spoiled chick

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

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

See youse a nasty girl, wit yo fine ass

I am a storm so do the math.

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

Do the math on the path i walk i'm done with the talk