This is a song about "Chen class"

I been smokin' that mary jane way after class(way after class)

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

I walk down the hallway to my class

No one-half and i hate math

Along with the whole class

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

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

And the government helps the rich, turns back on the lower class,

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

She used to make good money, and we were middle class,

That happen to act like a black president

After class in class rooms with a hint of disgust

You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass

First out the gate last back to class,

First out the gate last back to class,

Lights will flash, cars will crash