This is a song about "Multiplying and dividing integers"

But i muscle rap

And like to boast and brag

Good love then i can do that for her

And don't ever (and don't ever)

My future so bright i'd probably go blind before i blink twice, i ain't lying

I have one stack of cash i have 17 dollars addin by multiplying,

A-t-l they know my name, magic city throw some change

Picasso without paint i'm /great like the dividing range/*

Dc star, a pg legend

And remember what i said and

Im always on the yard like farmers

And their mothers and fathers

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt