This is a song about "Aw shit demetrius fall with no neck"

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

Drops there jaw in aw!like a stock marketer watching the stock market fall

Despising him, no need to fall back.

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

Out their neck with no regrets and no glocks clippin'

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

We would like to call this an appreciation tape

Aw shit these bong hits do the opposite, keep me awake

No longer gonna try to tell dad shit, i'm done with it

If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

But shit i ain't with her no more not in this life

Me and you in extasydon't be upset

It was my father, with his hands wrapped around her neck.

She suck my dick while i'm on a call

Here i go, oh no, in two half's you fall...