This is a song about "Graduate"

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Cuz im tryin to graduate in a set class that dont require me to be set back,

Didn't graduate from highs school from problems in my home,

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper

Graduate as a master in fact a big factor

I got high analysis a lyrical graduate.

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

10th grade idk how i plan to graduate...im just a husalah while yue just my

Couple of sips of that then i gradually graduate

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

After that moscato hit

And when we graduate

I'll graduate from tylenol up it to barbiturates

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference