This is a song about "8th grade to 9th grade"

Since third grade i been packin bowls

We love for a while then a light goes

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

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

Unify them, mob through, take over and

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

10th grade idk how i plan to graduate...im just a husalah while yue just my

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

A grade could be reduced, just take em as bad jokes.

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

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

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

Been trying to rap since i was in the 6th grade with the young fade

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

Tricky as arithmetic was spittin' shit in sixth grade,

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight