This is a song about "Mathematical properties"

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

The fraud that comes from straw cities, i'll burn you and your properties

My intellectual properties is bigger than a third of the ocean

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Mathematical mastery, move aside peasantry

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

So fuck ya, fuck my dick, you can fuckin ride fuckin me in this mathematical bitch!

See the streets to me is more like a mathematical figure,

And if they all in your business then you don't need a twitter

Notation of a mathematical dilation. push, provoke the big red round button

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb