This is a song about "8th grade student council"

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

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

Okay, bad grades, good grades, it's 8th grade, lil boys out here tryna get laid, but all

Dream, catchin this flow like hakeem, catches a football, its time to crawl,

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

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

8th grade i never missed a day, now i’m abstract like a malaysian plane.

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

I did ever thing to make them grade this, an a plus

I never liked my fifth grade teacher neither!

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

Since third grade i been packin bowls

Big homie hov said i am close

I don't care about your grade,

If i die before i wake