This is a song about "Back in class"

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

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

I'm just fucking round in class

You can't be wiping your ass

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

From poor to middle class and back again, i'm psycho to rap,

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

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

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Once him and i got back to class it was time for recess

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

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

After class in class rooms with a hint of disgust

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

Than anything ms. teacher said in my math class