This is a song about "Math scatter plots"

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Scatter the ashes, where the wind blows i'm daring the chase

And bring wiz khalifa cause the green look pure

Shy beau's beaux strike n scatter, dozen demure

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

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

And jottin' down shit, formulatin' plots/

Unbeatable in english, hit the gym and lyrically display math

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

I am a storm so do the math.

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

So cool the bitches, they scatter

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

I like my bitches good at math

I can barely wipe my ass