This is a song about "Solving linear equations without bad words"

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found

You're somethin i can't live without

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

Beware your existence im a villian i know your feelin this dont sqeal lil

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

That try to chase these skirts

Through prosperity of words

Luxury life, results living bad

The third one is mixed, white and black

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Cuz im a bad girl, bad girl (x2)

Without my crew and me, slurring words and spitting so loosely but its so fast its

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Bitches are only problems, no answer to these equations.