This is a song about "Capatilist class"

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Your fuckin’ neighborhood doesn’t determine your social class,

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

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

I'm gettin discouraged with her

I'm a first class writer,

And listen to the class professor/

Uh, for worse or for better

Why did i take this class/

While i'm rubbing on that ass

Most of them ain't conscious, they just monsters

Now you're class partners for starters,

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

On a whole different class