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

So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way

Arrive at the bridge drop you off saying "have a good day"

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

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

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Tonight so get it right, you actually said you were good at rap, man thats all crap,

And all the shit you went through

Stay in taxes we as good at you

But i let off everything i have

I like my bitches good at math

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

I ain't being dramatic these feelings are automatic you don't know until you go at it

At the thought of being popular

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for