This is a song about "Forth grade"

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Pacing back and forth mind racing like a track horse

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

To abbreviate, a grade "a" on that worksheet

He ain't even respect the name, he said whale

Stuck in the state of limbo, moving forth to prevail,

A little coke addict fresh out grade school

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

Back and forth chasing, my time wasting

And getting money is the song i sing

Jabbing saws back and forth, can’t track who did it all

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

I don't care about your grade,

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

Me and justin back and forth though we're different dudes,