This is a song about "Math teachers"

To divide and conquer like math equations

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

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

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

I mean look at my features, educated my teachers

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

The after math arithmetic,

Thus contributing to ongoing credit

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Be patient,decodin rappers like math equations

Penalty your leadership critiquing me some from the bleachers

Smoking skunky weed, my nigga got caught by some teachers

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

No longer the person teachers adore

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

Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan