I'm set for the comet strike

You know how the story goes.
A comet streaking towards earth.
And the government cries out.
Where are the scientists?
They will go to the census.
And when they do they will find me.
I will be there to bring math to the bunker.
They will look to me to calculate the math.
Like figures and numbers and stuff.
They always keep the scientists.
So if there is a comet strike look for me.
I will be on the bus to the bunker.
They will want me because I am like, smaht.
Yeah, smaht and stuff to save the earth.
If you want space in the bunker, be smaht to.
The Govs don't want no ditch diggers.
They want mathalators and junk.