The Good Student Lyrics

You better count your blessings

On your finger go

One-by-one

Cause if your enemy is three minus two

In real numbers you will never have won

I roll up to your quadrant

Calculator's are uh blazing

Someone hand me a croissant

Irrational pies aren't good for hazing

Funny when people in this axis try to try me

Stay out of my physics, get off of my geometry

You're the square root of my mind

And a total three

Your magnetism will exponentially decrease

My fists translocate your geography

You better count your blessings

On your finger go

One-by-one

Cause if your enemy is three minus two

In real battle you will never have won

Now here comes a zero to peak over my shoulder

To formulate his homework as my subscript

If his mind you try to multiply, he'll never rise in Order

Teacher, get this fool out my grid

And I won't exponentiate the end

I divide and subtract those in my one eighty

I can conquer from the z axis make you feel ninety

So I'm gonna do my homework and let these grades Make me

The one two make free nations mind me

So you better mind the king

You better count your blessings

On your finger go

One-by-one

Cause if your enemy is three minus two

In real battle you will never have won