This is a song about "Adhd in class"

But i get you, i bang with you the long way

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

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

And that ain't shit in poor neighborhoods but middle class silence,

While i'm rubbing on that ass

I'm just fucking round in class

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

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

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

And people tell me "sit down" every time i raise my hand in class,

All that is better than sitting in class listening to a lecture

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

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

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