This is a song about "Nascar math"

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

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

6 o's pay for my car

Your team will crash like nascar

I'm tryna find myself, i'm searchin deep for kendrick lamar

The way i'm racing around the track, call me nascar, nascar

The after math arithmetic,

Pitch the rock, mike vick, swag so sick

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Be patient,decodin rappers like math equations

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

I'm taking math, statistics, and econometrics,

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Than anything ms. teacher said in my math class

You wanna see my math notebook, you see lining bar plans

Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps