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

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

I got sorta good at pretending

Shit don't stopcuz i can make that ass drop

Cause im good at killing with a tomahawk

To rap while cursed by math

Baby got that super bass

Driving my car to a foreign place

U ain't good to stand in ma face,

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

We rob bases if u snitch ill swing my bat at u

Mines is family over everything

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