This is a song about "Grade 8s"

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

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

I never liked my fifth grade teacher neither!

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Tricky as arithmetic was spittin' shit in sixth grade,

On the day a hater treat a nigga like he fake

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

In these new lebron viiis, you are just a witness

To abbreviate, a grade "a" on that worksheet

Just for my sanity baby right now you need to speak

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,

Wisest to be rappin since mac was in fourth grade.

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate