This is a song about "Failing 7th grade"

I don't care about your grade,

J. cole runnin' late

Haters failing, they said i was nothing but a subliminal liar/

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Since i ain't in many penitentiaries the best revenge is fuck friends

In 7th grade the devil and me were best friends he intends to destroy your trends

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

But he keeps trying and failing, he winds up bailing

And since the economy's failing well you know all the names,

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

Spurious, but still failing to see,

You see now that nigga lonely

The audience lovin’ him cuz most of them can relate

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