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

I been an ape, diamonds in the dinner plate

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

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

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Wisest to be rappin since mac was in fourth grade.

Drink a fifth of hennessy and then take another fade

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

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

It was a former student that used to be a guy, a self-taught that didn't care

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there

Have a toast for tha homiessee we both gotta die

A white lie through a struggle to a 8th try

Where every recipient, property of the state

Just got another henry the 8th while it's weighing great,

I just write that right by a mic stand

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