This is a song about "St math"

You wanna see my math notebook, you see lining bar plans

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Your on the wrong path,you minus me equals garbage thats strong math

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

But i let off everything i have

Than anything ms. teacher said in my math class

The after math arithmetic,

But you're loving mine i am the shit

Jewish getting married in the church of st. sebastian

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

You test me and i'm goin' harder than a math exam,

Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan

Pause, the only thing we need for is math and technology,

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

He was very clever in english science and math