And she looking for them trees, baby we got some
Or seasoned equations at the brink of treason
Working through our problems solving em all
I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call
Work equations like einstein, my design is outrageous,
So you can see why they mad, look at they status
I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz
Work equations like einstein, my design is outrageous,
Bitches are only problems, no answer to these equations.
Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips
Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus
Masons, pi equations and how were labeled by our races!
Problem solving, extracurricular thrills, you'll slowly dissolve like my flow needs to chill.
Because i'm weary of seeing all these rappers spitting on records with no skill
Point being don't rap about problems, rap about solving them
Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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