This is a song about "Simplifying rational expressions as fraction"

So now she picks up the gun

And become as big as london

I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion

You dont know the half of the fraction smooth no traction

I could tell from what that classmate told me and from your facial expressions

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

Can only offer them a fraction. of the fame, man what a dame. she keeps

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

My raps are comical plus my expressions are diabolical.

With some soccer moms where they like to fucking sit and mingle

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Your rhymin is just a fraction of when im attacking

Hoes row got beans in them

As fearless as a spartan

A rational b j given by your raps

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands