This is a song about "Going to the 7th grade"

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

With the eaz its going to be problematic

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

What's going to happen to the eyebrows?

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

Theres nothing wrong with a hit from the blunt and plus its number 1 grade

We living good all of us, we winning, that's obvious

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

Going school try to be the nice guy.

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

Been trying to rap since i was in the 6th grade with the young fade

Lets take it back grade six, when i was feeling the fix,

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

And if you think your grade is a its the wrong answer

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her