This is a song about "Best class"

I ain't even really need that shop class

Does a stripper love to shake that ass

Gotta make that cash

Fell asleep in first class

Your life is a product of trash

I'm just fucking round in class

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

The white working class is the majority, the upper class,

Can’t you see just how long my run

Cause i'm a lower class citizen

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

Baby got that super bass

Why did i take this class/

If i dont bag i’ll be thinking bout your ass

I walk down the hallway to my class