This is a song about "No grades"

Okay, bad grades, good grades, it's 8th grade, lil boys out here tryna get laid, but all

I almost ended it all, i almost fuckin hung a rope n' let all 150 pounds fall

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

No no no guarantees

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

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

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

And biased unrelatable quizzes assist in the grades,

I think found where your mind was

Champagne no chain no diamonds

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

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

By those that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school

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