This is a song about "Bored in class"

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

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

The kid couldn't stick in class, the money made him drool

And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool

After class in class rooms with a hint of disgust

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

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

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

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

My ass funky like a cab driver in new york city, pass the class,

Fell asleep in first class

So much class, double d’s and ass

See i'm down with my demons, in my head and i'm bored

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

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

I'm just taking names, then i'm kickin' ass