This is a song about "Class desk"

Baby got that super bass

Why did i take this class/

The white working class is the majority, the upper class,

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

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

Of your desk stool, until you mess up, then the messiah of rap flows

Shawty my bait, she say she never scared

Then i collapse right on top of my desk

I walk down the hallway to my class

Ff-fuck outta here, thats how they gettin gas

These niggas is bothered, these critics be talking

And hit up chess king and have the lady at the desk bring

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

My laptop just laying on my desk, wondering what's gonna' happen next

And you just want to get to class

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass