This is a song about "Math"

I am a storm so do the math.

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

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

I'm a real producer and you just a piano man

I'm taking math, statistics, and econometrics,

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

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.

Unbeatable in english, hit the gym and lyrically display math

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

So muthafuck the system

Do the math, get the sum

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

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

The after math arithmetic,

Wit my kin that i came in wit