This is a song about "Square"

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

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

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

Get it be there or be square

Sponge bob you a square, i'm a pi problem

And isaiah say one day your time will come

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

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

And whack hoes hatin' on key out in public

And making sure the times square screen shows their dick pic

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

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

But now it's more declare

Boxed a square but his still bare

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

Square to me the basics you see