This is a song about "Stugglein math"

Keep doing this kinda shit, youll see what happens next, after math.

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

To divide and conquer like math equations

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

How the fuck you wipe your ass

I like my bitches good at math

Than anything ms. teacher said in my math class

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

Where they force us to learn a chapter of math a day

Ff-fuck outta here, thats how they gettin gas

Who wouldn't miss me? do the math, gas from ass, dash through glass,

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

You do the math while i sit here and fuckin masturbate,

It's slight blemishes and life system

Do the math, get the sum