This is a song about "Solving a parabola"

Thug for life nigga

A store that dosen't get a

This bag is from seattle

Your a horse without a saddle

I respect that you don't know yet

Just a warning not a threat

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

Influences are a dime a dozen

A bunch a singers and sinners

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

I'm a pro your a minor,

See, i like the person that you are

Hit a bitch, gain a stitch

My bitch, your bitch