This is a song about "Math sux"

Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny

Pause, the only thing we need for is math and technology,

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

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

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

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

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

Night i need that she comin here right away

Than anything ms. teacher said in my math class

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

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

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

That's a little math joke, for you slow type

‘cause every mother’s day needs a mother’s night

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

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