This is a song about "Getting good grades"

'cause we're getting paid, and they're getting pissed!

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

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

But that's what he liked her

Enemies getting closer.

And i ain't got what it takes

All they care about is the grades,

//getting a good mic soon hopefully as well,

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

Came back from parents evening, got my grades

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Nowadays i reminisce on when all i worried bout was grades/

Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days

My last tri-weekly grades were such a disgrace