This is a song about "Small grades"

And i love you all

Her tits are fucking small

But thinking bout grades gets me stressed

Ever since my daddy left

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

Forgettin' 'bout my grades while i'm soakin' up some rays

Back to my life application, you might think i'm happy, with this good fucking grades

Then the bitch get lock jawwe on top like toupeshat to the back, with 2 braids

Through grades 9 and 10 ive spent time with him

Everybody finger point in your direction

Or keep small it around four

Not one j got a pair or more

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

Small town guy, spend my time shooting hoops

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut

Too bad my grades be low as fuck, fuck