This is a song about "Grades"

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

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

I barely can see throw my hazy shades, wish i had good grades

All they care about is the grades,

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Cause everybody know all of my niggas with me skipped school

I never skipped a class, got good grades, and i played it cool,

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Nowadays i reminisce on when all i worried bout was grades/

Dropped in my grades and forced down in school with no say.

She gon’ ride this dick, i had a long day

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Forgettin' 'bout my grades while i'm soakin' up some rays

I ain’t e’en tryin’, fool, ho, i ball like private school

I never skipped a class, got good grades, and i played it cool,