This is a song about "197 graduating class"

Never pledge allegiance, god given flow

But, from a senior who'll be graduating next though,

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

I'm just fucking round in class

You is not hip then i can not coach her

And listen to the class professor/

Thick lips and a sick class

Little light in the ass

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

And you just want to get to class

Know what? dope, crack, and coke is in the coat tucked

After class in class rooms with a hint of disgust

She used to make good money, and we were middle class,

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last