This is a song about "6th grader"

Eight full rounds of birthdays, a first grader

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Spelling like a fourth grader skipping every dot

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

You bitch,your bars are like shitty first grader

And there's little to be glad for

I was prevented from seeing/ a fifth grader and 135 pounds

Make account getting vows spitting movable bowels

Youre witnessing the 6th deadly venom

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

The second grader cadence was great but maybe you should try harder

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

I spit bars to 6th power like boron

Youre witnessing the 6th deadly venom

There has to be a place better than this, in heaven