Da Math Boycott Blues (Ft. Consequence & Insight)

[Scratches]:
"How many niggas do you know like this" - Xzibit 'Paparazzi'

[Verse One] [Consequence]:
I had a homie named Al, that we would call Algebra
Cause he could count money as fast as any challenger
But when it came down to certain days on the calendar
He would walk around with a .38 caliber
An eighth of this caliber should get his next bonus
The second he's in power, like an exponent
Cause he had his ex moanin', until he caught a spasm
But by the next mornin', multiply they orgasms
She should thought they was Equal sorta like the sweetener
But that messed with the ego so he began cheatin' her
Then he start beatin' her and piecing her with fractions
Till she did the math when they accountant did the taxes
Cause there would be subtractions, where there should be additions
And her overreactions would cause their division
And it don't take a mathematician to figure this out
Why a chick in her position had got slick with her mouth
Cause even though he movin' units and was big in the south
And had bought a couple units then had flipped to her house
Him and her were on the outs once he heard about they problems
But tried to work it out, like doin' word problems
But there be worse problems as she carried her son
Since he took over the number game like carrying the one
Now he's carrying a gun cause they wanna let 'em have it
According to his man who knew today's mathematics