This is a song about "Class"

See youse a nasty girl, wit yo fine ass

First out the gate last back to class,

Except she's got a little more ass

I walk down the hallway to my class

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Instead of being in class

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

After class in class rooms with a hint of disgust

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Cutting class for the pool

Back in tha old school

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

On a whole different class

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

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass