This is a song about "Gettin good grades"

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

It's like have fun or get a shit grade, or get grades and live a lonely life

All they care about is the grades,

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Ya'll don't move em' you dudes is at that slow pace

My last tri-weekly grades were such a disgrace

You dried instead of gettin damp,

K'naan and wale got money in the bank

Gettin' crazier than eminem's medicine cabinet

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

I barely can see throw my hazy shades, wish i had good grades

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids

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

Come and get your scholarship, i'm taking kids to school

Now war missiles hand guns and grenades

Came back from parents evening, got my grades