This is a song about "Ack in class"

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

Instead of being in class

We ain't poor, ain't middle class, we're in the shade of grey,

As you sit and pray, hoping the beatings'll go away

In a class of my own, you undergraduate material

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

You need to grow up and maybe pay more attention in health class.

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

Doing freestyle battles and writin' rhymes up in math class,

Why you saving that, with her misbehaving ass

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

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

Yea and this is something to think about

Class is in session, get your notes out

But still no one believes in me, team be like fuck that, act out in class

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass