This is a song about "Back in class"

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

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

Sit in class pretending to actually do shit

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

Non are in the same class as me

But make sure if they do see

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

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

Because i sit in the back of the class ill meet you in detention

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

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

In the locker room, at lunch even sometimes in class

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last