This is a song about "Playing tag in the 5th grade"

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Take the hits in motion, like you was playing rugby

Wisest to be rappin since mac was in fourth grade.

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

A lil, signed, sealed, delivered

Tag the empty concrete, make your voice heard

On the 5th of the first month,

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

Playing tag, touch and go in the night is that

K'naan and wale got money in the bank

Cause you can't even rap in the fourth grade band

Leaving u mark'd out wit ya toe'z bunch'd in a tag

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

In the seventh grade, classmates considered me gay, what?