This is a song about "5th grade graduation"

So hold this 5th of liqueur and spit

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

I never liked my fifth grade teacher neither!

Since third grade i been packin bowls

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

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

Lets take it back grade six, when i was feeling the fix,

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

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

I don't mind if you niggas hate

Imma show you how this shit is done in 5th

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

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