This is a song about "Percents math"

You always say you wasn't ready for no man

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

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Doing freestyle battles and writin' rhymes up in math class,

That's a little math joke, for you slow type

Like the first nintendo, the blinking red light

I regret some shit i did

The after math arithmetic,

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

Keep doing this kinda shit, youll see what happens next, after math.

Pause, the only thing we need for is math and technology,

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Where they force us to learn a chapter of math a day

I spend it make it right back on a monday

It got to be a lot of shit in your ass

Sixteen bars to kill a rapper? bitch, you do the math.