This is a song about "Back in class"

First out the gate last back to class,

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

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

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

Never been to the moon this reefer will help you visit

Sit in class pretending to actually do shit

First out the gate last back to class,

You can't be wiping your ass

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

It's factual, this class acts back and irascible

In the locker room, at lunch even sometimes in class

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

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

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

Whupped in class all i wanna do is sit back and watch you move

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof