This is a song about "Biology class"

When you let that nigga grab your naked ass

First out the gate last back to class,

Lights will flash, cars will crash

Why did i take this class/

So, i just need someone to talk to, kinda rushed

After class in class rooms with a hint of disgust

And listen to the class professor/

Ha! i'm more cleaver, clever

And i got that drive and she just might crash

Don't make up your mind, you should flake on that class

Maybe true, 'til i told this bitch in gym class

Rolling while im blowing this stash

I'm just fucking round in class

Bring your pen and your weed stash

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

I ain't even really need that shop class