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

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

Since third grade i been packin bowls

Whoever want it, they better note that i’m so focused

Student by day, lyricist by night, have you noticed?/

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

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

We'd have you fallin' and now you scrapin' from that kemba shake

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

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

We're sicker than a student who's piling in special ed,

As soon as his favorite student is found in mini skirt

I hit you from rewind it'd be hard to move forward

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

God damn i'm starvin' and i just ate

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