This is a song about "No grades"

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

No no no guarantees

Where dark niggas with dark thoughts and long braids

Came back from parents evening, got my grades

No money no talk,no energy no walk

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

All they care about is the grades,

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

You need to keep good grades do good in school so those dreams don't flop.

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

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

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

And i got them gold bottles, first place

My last tri-weekly grades were such a disgrace

No affiliation

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win