[Lyric] Calc Queen (Joe McCuen)

[AD LIB]
The trailersssss
Room 17-1-2
Ayy

[Verse 1]
I’m like hey what’s up chain rule
Seen your L’hopital since you walked in the door
I just wanna chill, but I got packets to do
Married to the graphs, introduced them to my slope
Showed her Bump Rule, now the numerator low
She my calc queen, let her take the integral
We differentiate, watch the exponentials grow
Plug in them bounds, then subtract them both
At 9 points a question, that AP Exam’s dope
Man I swear I love her, how she rock that integral
Hit the trailers, then we open up the door
Everybody hatin’, we just call em’ Nemerow
In love with the math, I ain’t ever letting go

[Chorus]
And I do calc with my baby
I just wrote it down, I simplify with my baby yeah
And I derive with my baby
I’ll be in the kitchen cookin pi’s with my baby yeah
And I derive with my baby
I just wrote it down, I simplify with my baby yeah
And I derive with my baby
I be in the kitchen cookin pi
[Verse 2]
I hit the class with my calc queen 'cause that’s all we do
I just might snatch a TI, and maybe a Cassio
Might snatch her a diff-eq, separate the varible
Cuz if you don’t do that, you already doing terrible
It's big Mc-Q from the VA, without calc we can’t play
Trailers got the stamp, count up lots of them mock’s hey
How far can your grades go?
Mc-Q thats how I stand though
Something about a Lambo
Wait do I own a Lambo?

[Chorus]
And I do calc with my baby
I just wrote it down, I simplify with my baby yeah
And I derive with my baby
I’ll be in the kitchen cookin pi’s with my baby yeah
And I derive with my baby
I just wrote it down, I simplify with my baby yeah
And I derive with my baby
I be in the kitchen cookin pi’s

[Verse 1]
I’m like hey what’s up chain rule
Seen your L’hopital since you walked in the door
I just wanna chill, but I got packets to do
Married to the graphs, introduced them to my slope
Showed her Bump Rule, now the numerator low
She my calc queen, let her take the integral
We differentiate, watch the exponentials grow
Plug in them bounds, then subtract them both
At 9 points a question, that AP Exam’s dope
Man I swear I love her, how she rock that integral
Hit the trailers, then we open up the door
Everybody hatin’, we just call em’ Nemerow
In love with the math, I ain’t ever letting go
[Bridge]
Finny Boy, Joey solving tangents that's for sure
I'll put up that sin, divide it by cos
'Cause Finny Boyz or nothing, Fin-Finny-Boyz or nothing

[Ending]
They call me a vertical asymptote, cuz my limits don’t exist
Don’t ever let somebody tell you, you can’t get a 5
You know why? Cuz I told you so
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