This is a song about "3rd grade"

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

Children in 3rd world countries dying from a lack of medical tools//

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

Get to her place 901 3rd street get out my ride and knock on her front door,

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

Walk that body, talk that body

I'm a grade a o g

3rd eye seeing light it's a beacon of hope

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

To abbreviate, a grade "a" on that worksheet