This is a song about "5th grade"

You're the reason i can stand tall, me and my girlfriend

And i'm prolly drunk driving crying where the fuck 5th went

Oops, i'm so sorry

I'm a grade a o g

I never liked my fifth grade teacher neither!

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

You're in the presence of a player, i'd rather be ya nigga

But don't let rappad lie with a falsely given grade a,

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

Let's pull some video out of 5th grade pageant

They say that i never cease to amaze

So no im blazing a biff of the dam grade haze

On two 5th street rock d's mc's like adidas.

It's the dc thang, incase you ain't notice

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

You're raging an got some grammar issues go back to first grade