This is a song about "Class desk"

I can't write when there's shit on my desk

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Your beautiful during class

Bring your pen and your weed stash

Thick lips and a sick class

Cause you're most likely to crash

Crawls right down the crack of your ass

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

You can't be wiping your ass

Along with the whole class

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

Bangin' my face on my desk like i'm takin' a test and i'm blankin' on basically every question

Those mainstream commercials won't know the lower class,

Ff-fuck outta here, thats how they gettin gas

And you just want to get to class

Baby got that super bass