This is a song about "A crush in the 8th grade"

Cuz baby i got a crush

Off rip that's genius

Cuz i got a crush, ooh ya i got a crush

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus

And save your shitty freestyle rhymes for a kid in the 5th grade

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

Cause even thugs get lonely, understand

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

Brandun deshay, hodgy beats, ace the creator

I was a fucking dumb 8th grader

If he don't show up, think i can take his place

So no im blazing a biff of the dam grade haze

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

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

Theres nothing wrong with a hit from the blunt and plus its number 1 grade