"Dreaming In Calculus" lyrics

Hut, two, three, four
Hut, two, three, four
Hut, two, three, four
Hut, two, three, four

Soon as we fired at the end, oh
She gave me Uncle Winslow's
Enemy, break it down, Steve Urkel
That means good brain, good brain

Soon as we fired up the end, oh
He gave me Uncle Winslow's
Enemy, break it down, Steve Urkel
That means good brain, good brain

You are now tuning in to the smooth sounds of Sex, Drugs & Homework
This song was made for you to forget all your problems and just relax
Forget about your homework
Forget about anything you have to do at home
Just sit down, and enjoy the music

I write this verse sitting on a cloud
Meaning I was higher than the peak Eiffel Tower
As my Big Pen leaked on a loose leaf
All I could do was think
So, I gathered up my mind like a coroner
As If I had my brains blown up (pow, pow)
Found out that without clout I could still rain you niggas
Like a slave house leaking in the south
Damn, ho
You can't stop it
Rap game Profit
Better yet God
Better yet, catch me whipping yayo in the kitchen
But I never get caught
That mean I'm Rick Ross
Which is a complicated correlation basically saying that "I'm a boss"
And if that ain't a bar, "Suck my balls"
Is what I told her telling her bend it over before the odor of Marijuana came
She said...

Now you call yourself Jay IDK?
What the fuck does that mean?!
Your name is Kwame, your name is Kwame!
Jay IDK my ass!
Ay, all your friends
If y'all listening, this nigga name is Kwame!
It's not Jay IDK! He's not a rapper!