This is a song about "Fuck grade 7"

Now i can draw your face up pretty

What the fuck happened to me?

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

I'm a grade a o g

That's why i'm makin' money

Now, lyrical grade a plus for the fuck of it/ bring me your a game cuz man i'm feelin' talkative/

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen with the lyrical bullets im blessed with

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Roll up niggas be like sex

Fuck the dea and fuck the feds

The proverbial lemonade that i made

Still rapping like i'm in 2nd grade

Wisest to be rappin since mac was in fourth grade.

A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state