This is a song about "Fourth grade"

But as time goes back and fourth,

I put these poems all in these songs

I'm a grade a o g

Cause time is money

You know i be teasing, though

I forswore this fourth whore is no

Shawty stay up in philly, shawty was hella pretty

You mothers still in grade school i got a degree

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

Not a drink -- two chicks that flip acid fast

Now i'm on level fourth and still leveling up

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Since third grade i been packin bowls

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

Wisest to be rappin since mac was in fourth grade.