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

You test me and i'm goin' harder than a math exam,

Don't violate my patience i'm waiting, to kill a man

I got sorta good at pretending

So many blessings while we stressing

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

I know that you think you're good at rapping and funny,

At the thought of being popular

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country

I know that you think you're good at rapping and funny,

Stay in taxes we as good at you

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

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

As you sit and pray, hoping the beatings'll go away

On they twitter writing novels, see

Just look at my good body