This is a song about "Quadratic formula"

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Why didn't i walk away instead of giving you the option

In a fashion and manner that only he the good lord can.

Wifey like it one minute next minute she don't, man

My bitch more sophisticated cause she like to smoke

And i was constantly told to be in a kind of mode,

Inspiration for every word

That bitch was racist, got me fired

But fuck that i gotta bottle opener

As: and while you’re in my mother

Making me smile (making me smile------) can't

I start to think it's all planned

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

You coward, no excuses don't say a word