This is a song about "Class is in session"

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

In the locker room, at lunch even sometimes in class

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

I'll be whipping this fag / while hes sitting in class

Women'll sell they soul just to buy some attention

You're my next student and bitch, class is now in session

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Doing freestyle battles and writin' rhymes up in math class,

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

The resin in this jam session, is spooning out the venom

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Than anything ms. teacher said in my math class

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

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

If you vnc in and your session froze

Love reefer and love sneaker above those