This is a song about "Art class"

You shook my world and it felt apart

Say "hello, goodmorning" and call that art

I'm just fucking round in class

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

Thick lips and a sick class

And when it come to the cash

No one-half and i hate math

Why did i take this class/

And by the way i'mma start

But i would travel through art

So much class, double d’s and ass

Instead of being in class

Fell asleep in first class

Just put your hand on the glass

First out the gate last back to class,

When you let that nigga grab your naked ass