This is a song about "Solving linear equations and inequalitions"

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

Modu, he's ready for whatever

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Or seasoned equations at the brink of treason

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

Bitches are only problems, no answer to these equations.

I'm evolving in these particular skills, others devolve yet have a similar will.

Problem solving, extracurricular thrills, you'll slowly dissolve like my flow needs to chill.