This is a song about "Never pass math"

Pass the blunt and pass the booze

One time for the girls with the right shoes

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Be patient,decodin rappers like math equations

It's a past time that i can never let pass by

Man that eats me alive, roll the leaf and get high

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

Unbeatable in english, hit the gym and lyrically display math

I'm taking math, statistics, and econometrics,

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Rolling while im blowing this stash

I am a storm so do the math.

You claim you a dog, my nigga, i’m the vet

I sure am grateful you never pass me head!

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

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