This is a song about "Chinese class"

First out the gate last back to class,

Baby, you got that super bass

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

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

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

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

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

I ain't even really need that shop class

Why did i take this class/

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

On a whole different class

No one-half and i hate math

Instead of being in class

I can get straight to the cash