This is a song about "Class of 18"

And flying first class the bong is what i want passed that aint a microphone

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

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

Cause i can spit it fast with the rest of the class.

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Talk about race and class instead of profit makin',

Im in the middle of class doing work that is really fuckin gay

We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day

That 53% of whites are working class with stereotypes?

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

Just caught in the aftermath, the trash of many past middle-class drones

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

Only dreamed of middle class, and never, ever, ever rich,

Instead of being in class

Except she's got a little more ass