This is a song about "2nd grade"

Still rapping like i'm in 2nd grade

Redbox flow and i do not date

The god of sunny, i'm the 2nd messiah, the rediscovery

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

If its not couture, i will not go to her

And if you think your grade is a its the wrong answer

Here they keep a rachet close

Since third grade i been packin bowls

Cause im getting paid like i'm in 12th grade, this shit endless,

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

In front of your mom your 1st, 2nd and 3rd born.

Do he kiss you on the forehead and keep you warm

I did ever thing to make them grade this, an a plus

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

To abbreviate, a grade "a" on that worksheet

But all i really want is a kiss on the cheek