This is a song about "Good grades"

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

My last tri-weekly grades were such a disgrace

Dropped in my grades and forced down in school with no say.

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

Ya'll bullshittin', still goin on dates

All they care about is the grades,

I make female rappers look good

We was loonie i suppose, you could

My nigga, no hook

What i do though for good

Dream, catchin this flow like hakeem, catches a football, its time to crawl,

Okay, bad grades, good grades, it's 8th grade, lil boys out here tryna get laid, but all

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

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