This is a song about "8th class love"

It got to be a lot of shit in your ass

Those mainstream commercials won't know the lower class,

I ain't even really need that shop class

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Okay, bad grades, good grades, it's 8th grade, lil boys out here tryna get laid, but all

Liking all my pictures cuz she see the way i ball and i've never felt so tall.

So chase the air hide your stash

I'm just fucking round in class

In 3 days the 8th bomb i've dropped

Shit don't stopcuz i can make that ass drop

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

On april 8th mobb deep is playin' concerts in new orleans,

And when it come to the cash

I walk down the hallway to my class

I thought i recognized her

I'm a first class writer,