This is a song about "Class is in session"

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

In the locker room, at lunch even sometimes in class

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Non are in the same class as me

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

After class in class rooms with a hint of disgust

Another sparrin session

Double mg not to mention

//this song is dedicated to the american lower class

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

Class is in session, get your notes out

I've got nothin' to worry about

Yeah check it new cypher session

You're uncool like my mother kin

Maybe true, 'til i told this bitch in gym class

Ff-fuck outta here, thats how they gettin gas