This is a song about "7th grade relationships"

Cause im getting paid like i'm in 12th grade, this shit endless,

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

You're raging an got some grammar issues go back to first grade

If i ever bleed dmv you can hear it when i speak

To abbreviate, a grade "a" on that worksheet

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

And i can handle relationships, but shit this bitch got me in too deep

Aroma, strong enough to bring ‘em outta coma

But don't let rappad lie with a falsely given grade a,

Cause you can't even rap in the fourth grade band

K'naan and wale got money in the bank

But damn, the relationships are damaged by the genders,

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

And on the 7th day, focus on seeing the light

Hearing nikki giovanni on a late summer night