This is a song about "5th grade"

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

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

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

Give me dome, then let me skate

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

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

So hold this 5th of liqueur and spit

Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit

I'm a grade a o g

Looking at your money

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

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

I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool

A little coke addict fresh out grade school