This is a song about "Gettin good grades"

Got tired of running from the police

Gettin weak all in my knees

But thinking bout grades gets me stressed

Hold my tears i tried my best

Then the bitch get lock jawwe on top like toupeshat to the back, with 2 braids

Back to my life application, you might think i'm happy, with this good fucking grades

I never skipped a class, got good grades, and i played it cool,

I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

And biased unrelatable quizzes assist in the grades,

Going broke, no sir

Turn up we gettin louder

Gettin' high as cheech and chong

Smoking 100 dollar worth of strong