This is a song about "5th grade"

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

I've been doing this shit so fine since i rhymed up in sixth grade,

I don't care about your grade,

They fasting they won't leave me ate

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

And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status

Imma show you how this shit is done in 5th

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

A little coke addict fresh out grade school

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

Wisest to be rappin since mac was in fourth grade.

Let em marinate, you forever late

Like baseball this is the 5th inning

On the road to riches this is the fork i'm hitting