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

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

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

But i'mma cut through the line to get outta this bitch

You fucking do-gooders, too bad you couldn't do good at marriage

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

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

The straight life's like a sedative, everything's cool

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

Cuz it seems you get ass for free by simply being at the scene

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

To be good at rap, you need no limits

Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids

At the thought of being popular

He a message, i'm the runner

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

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