This is a song about "Prime numbers"

On the sofa, poppin' bottles, at the same damn time

I'm here anytime, so gawk at my sublime line's from my prime/

Shit, see that thing there was mine

Im bout to enter my prime

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

Old rubber burners feed kids, have to run the numbers

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

Nice then nasty..she transform like optimus prime

Mo' green numbers than the matrix

She likes the way it hits her lips

I'm winning cause ricky made my mistakes known

The numbers unknown, hang up the phone

Guilty, but i'm an artist in his prime/

Fight for what broad, these hoes ain't mine

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

Smoking prime only the finest....