This is a song about "Girls in 7th grade"

Wisest to be rappin since mac was in fourth grade.

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

Tricky as arithmetic was spittin' shit in sixth grade,

And save your shitty freestyle rhymes for a kid in the 5th grade

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

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

With such an ugly picture in it and

In the seventh grade, classmates considered me gay, what?

-ttention. you don't gotta listen just give a fuck

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

The rest is in my mouth, including your girls breast

Bed and my dick in yo girls ass

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last