This is a song about "197 graduating class"

I'll be whipping this fag / while hes sitting in class

It got to be a lot of shit in your ass

I been smokin' that mary jane way after class(way after class)

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Still stop and i laugh; ma, get them rocks in your ass

Your fuckin’ neighborhood doesn’t determine your social class,

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

And the government helps the rich, turns back on the lower class,

Why did i take this class/

I can get straight to the cash

No one-half and i hate math

I ain't even really need that shop class

Your beautiful during class

You can't be wiping your ass

First out the gate last back to class,

When you let that nigga grab your naked ass