This is a song about "Statistics"

Look up the statistics, and then reflect your mood

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

I'll be there in an instantwho am i to judge another brother, only on his cover

According to statistics i'll fuck you up worse than jeffery dahmer with a sharp thermometer

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

I spit verses hard and mean statistics say mine are fighting machines,

Blowing up all statistics

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

I'm taking math, statistics, and econometrics,

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Every soul matter not just statistics

So here i am at the store for some chips

I grew up with killas man, people who killed, man

Statistics show....have a look at the histogram