This is a song about "Boring classes"

But this aint no tennis match, thats done boring

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

My intelligence makes this boring, it's terribly dull

If we wasn't so original, then we'd be criminal

On my one, no one else cause i'm just boring,

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Pills turn to crack and a buncha madness no college classes

Money ain't a thing

All y'all rappers get boring

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Boring, trying to write, banging my head, snoring

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

As innocent youth, we stressed bout passin classes/

Me, i took them classes

Hop off the bus