This is a song about "Percents math"

Unbeatable in english, hit the gym and lyrically display math

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

Bitch i found my path, still in school but im not good with math.

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

Not only do i enlighten but i provide a tan

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Your on the wrong path,you minus me equals garbage thats strong math

Harder to quit, the cigarettes and green bags

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

So chase the air hide your stash

To rap while cursed by math

Than anything ms. teacher said in my math class

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey

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