This is a song about "Class 603"

Little light in the ass

On a whole different class

And listen to the class professor/

Foam game shitting on irish springs and lever

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

I walk down the hallway to my class

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

First out the gate last back to class,

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

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

Y'all truancy, i'm high school

Cutting class for the pool

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

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

Baby, you got that super bass

Why did i take this class/