This is a song about "Grade 6"

I’m tryna be low key

I'm a grade a o g

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

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

Still rapping like i'm in 2nd grade

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

I've been doing this shit so fine since i rhymed up in sixth grade,

Wisest to be rappin since mac was in fourth grade.

When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state

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

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

Give me dome, then let me skate

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

I'm hopped up on it, it won't go away

Just like this kush grade-a, and matching rolling tray