This is a song about "Math state test"

Handling success the biggest test

That's why i never claimed i was the best

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

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

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

You can be the test taker, i'm the test

From the jungle, fam, where niggas bundle grams

He was very clever in english science and math

Math wasn't my best, guessed on all of my test, felt it all in my chest.

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

Just to get her into this state,

I feel good, i look great

I like my bitches good at math

Does a stripper love to shake that ass

My mental state is declining

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring