This is a song about "Grade"

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

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

A grade could be reduced, just take em as bad jokes.

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

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

Let's pull some video out of 5th grade pageant

Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked

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

I’m kickin’, pimpin’, like liu kang, my coupe smokin’ like friday

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

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

And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status

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

You mothers still in grade school i got a degree

As i seenobody cares about my history