This is a song about "Class a s"

Regardless to all them, i appease her

(i know it's short but the class planned a cipher

But it was africa the continent we all came from

Prepare cause class is in session, and here's a lesson

Branded a son of middle-class folk,

Trying to shower with soap, roaches all in the soap

.4’s for 15, yea my niggas we be taxing a lot

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

My ambition is wicked i put that shit on my hand

In a place where race and class defines your past,

Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out

I'm just a 90's kid n' playing around

Got my foot on the gas

On a whole different class

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

We've all got questions to ask, lessons to learn outside a class