This is a song about "Square pusher"

Boxed a square but his still bare

They're tryin to say that i don't care

And we done shed so many tearslost many peers no memories

And my computer i'm a square shooter so most of these

Give them bitches the boot if they can't perform the square root

Yeah, real or fake, bitch!hotter then the summer coupe

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

My lungs are filled with tar, i just keep smoking that marb red square,

But i can only love you when you undressed

Hit me square in the chest, wasn't wearing a vest

And making sure the times square screen shows their dick pic

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

The next time you want to square off, just remember i'm not easily provoked.