This is a song about "7 th grade"

It feels like december 8th

With foreign names, valet the range

Starting on june the 15th

And i doubt that ever change

I never liked my fifth grade teacher neither!

Nigga, you don't claim none, fan i am the teacher

You can't face th' brutal honest

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

So no im blazing a biff of the dam grade haze

My grade six teacher was queer and not cool,

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

And save your shitty freestyle rhymes for a kid in the 5th grade

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

In the seventh grade, classmates considered me gay, what?