This is a song about "Jonathan the 5th grader"

On the 5th of the first month,

Where you welcome to problems

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

You are always there when i slip up i just don't care never really learned

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

You bitch,your bars are like shitty first grader

Drink a fifth of hennessy and then take another fade

And save your shitty freestyle rhymes for a kid in the 5th grade

This rap is like a 1st grader wrote this

Pop, pop bottles on all these bitches

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Something like rihanna while i’m up in that vagina