This is a song about "You being good at math but sucking at ball"

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

Bitch i found my path, still in school but im not good with math.

But he was good at teaching lessons, best in the school,

I grew up with nothin, it hurt me to see my mother poor

But it's a part of me to fail things like these, though i was always good at

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

Ball in hand, with callin stands, i looked at you and never saw a man

Gucci mane i run the land from africa to pakistan

I really love my miami crew

Stay in taxes we as good at you

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit

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

Baby got that super bass

I like my bitches good at math