This is a song about "Seventh graders"

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

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

These mistakes are a fact of life, get it right

It was on april seventh, close to eleven at night.

February seventh is the day i was born but it is also a day that rappers mourn

Instead of livin sad in jail i coulda died free and happyand my cellmate's raped on the norm

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

It was on april seventh, close to eleven at night.