This is a song about "Seventh grade"

I don't care about your grade,

All dem niggas gonna hate

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

Most bitches, niggas gone me real or fake

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

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

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

Celebrate the very day that i get past

Just like this kush grade-a, and matching rolling tray

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day

Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,

And if you think your grade is a its the wrong answer

I get it crackin' like the lips of a nigger, actor

I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor

A little coke addict fresh out grade school