This is a song about "U being good at math"

To rap while cursed by math

Why probe our ass

At the thought of being popular

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

U never being home,

I don't need no fucking throne

I'm activated by the moves your making

I ask you what's so good about being a king,

Just look at my good body

Knowing you can no longer party

You tell me 'one strike,' well, good thing i was never good at math.

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

U ain't good to stand in ma face,

Seen a show with marvin gaye last night, it had me shook

Is being slowly filled out, rappers not wack but not good,