This is a song about "Math volume"

To divide and conquer like math equations

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

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

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

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

You tell me 'one strike,' well, good thing i was never good at math.

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

We been down for too long but that's alright

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

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

Unbeatable in english, hit the gym and lyrically display math

Don’t gotta shop, i ain't paying for shit

The after math arithmetic,

So turn the volume loud, cause it's mayhem 'til the a.m

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn