This is a song about "Grader"

You bitch,your bars are like shitty first grader

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

I was prevented from seeing/ a fifth grader and 135 pounds

Trapped in the projectsand the jury finds you guilty on all accounts

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Eight full rounds of birthdays, a first grader

This rap is like a 1st grader wrote this

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

Spelling like a fourth grader skipping every dot

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

The second grader cadence was great but maybe you should try harder

I was a fucking dumb 8th grader

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her