This is a song about "Subtracting rational numbers"

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

Girls on the street asking for numbers

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

It's only rational to follow a trendsetter

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Love passion flashin gassin fibonacci sequence spiral numbers frivolous

Two whips, six tattoos, no kids

Mo' green numbers than the matrix

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

Old rubber burners feed kids, have to run the numbers

We come through throbbing like thunder storms

People wonder at the numbers of hordes

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Pay attention, focus, dividin rappers like numbers in a quotient

Code red, which means you go red

The numbers burst my head