This is a song about "Going to 8th grade"

You're raging an got some grammar issues go back to first grade

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

Im going to get some head

Like sally mae on college debt

Know just what you worth

Going to extreme measures

Wisest to be rappin since mac was in fourth grade.

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

Going to the southern land

Follow your heart you’ll make that fast

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

I could keep going but im going to stop instead

I did ever thing to make them grade this, an a plus

Lookin' out, retarded kids screamin' out fuck slob, jesus