This is a song about "Math slopes"

Be patient,decodin rappers like math equations

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

You wanna see my math notebook, you see lining bar plans

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

He was very clever in english science and math

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

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

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

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

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

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

Than anything ms. teacher said in my math class

Unbeatable in english, hit the gym and lyrically display math

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

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

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