This is a song about "Class of 2016"

By those that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school

There's a clear divide of race and class between the rich and poor,

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

Now look, don't make a grown nigga beg that ain't fair bitch

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

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

Cheated on light skin dominique when we was seventeen

Most of america is not middle class or stacking the green,

Spit so fast graduated ahead of my class. all you other rappers better bow down cause

On, thanksgiving we thankful, just for livin in helldamn homey, i don't mean to be harsh

Like soap when i put my clothes on, i’m joking but i be foamed out

Goin to class readin the grapes of wrath, this aint no dust bowl this a drought,

That 53% of whites are working class with stereotypes?

Fuck with a smile single file she'll bust nuff styles

See, my bitch got that attitude to fuck a nigga right

But he sits alone in the back of the class trying to hide