This is a song about "The eighth grade"

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

Wisest to be rappin since mac was in fourth grade.

I got something you've been waiting for

Buried and killed by the worlds eighth wonder

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

So no im blazing a biff of the dam grade haze

Owed the dope man for his productand he swore if he did not pay

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

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

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

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

And save your shitty freestyle rhymes for a kid in the 5th grade

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

Been trying to rap since i was in the 6th grade with the young fade

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break