This is a song about "Class"

I'm a first class writer,

Well, that's what you are

I ain't even really need that shop class

But i let off everything i have

And you just want to get to class

See her man face-to-face through the glass

Now you're class partners for starters,

Let's enjoy our younger years

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

Maybe true, 'til i told this bitch in gym class

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

Rolling while im blowing this stash

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

First out the gate last back to class,

How the fuck you wipe your ass

Your beautiful during class