This is a song about "Pin numbers"

Batting my head with a rolling pin

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Mo' green numbers than the matrix

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Numbing, poke you with a pin... nope nothing.

The numbers unknown, hang up the phone

Yeah, you can tell em i’m home

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

Adding up these numbers like a fuckin mathematician,

That id hit every single word in pin point precision,

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Girls on the street asking for numbers

Breaking into your house with nothing more than a bobby pin.

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position