This is a song about "Choir class"

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

Those mainstream commercials won't know the lower class,

I grab the extinguisher and that’s when i heard the choir.

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Im burnin tires comin down the boulevard higher then a heaven choir

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

See youse a nasty girl, wit yo fine ass

I ain't even really need that shop class

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

8 rappers all in a circle like a spherical choir

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

After class in class rooms with a hint of disgust

That’s why you never expect to see me say goodbye

Joining choir group singing fucking lullaby.

So much class, double d’s and ass

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class