This is a song about "Grades up"

Back to my life application, you might think i'm happy, with this good fucking grades

Then the bitch get lock jawwe on top like toupeshat to the back, with 2 braids

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

It's like have fun or get a shit grade, or get grades and live a lonely life

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

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

All they care about is the grades,

Now war missiles hand guns and grenades

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

And biased unrelatable quizzes assist in the grades,

Cause imma step it up, build it up

Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck