This is a song about "Class outisde skipped"

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

I walk down the hallway to my class

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

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

You had to be there but you wasn't so we skipped your hand as

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Thick lips and a sick class

No one-half and i hate math

My mama smoked so god damn much

And i never ever skipped lunch,

And when it come to the cash

Your beautiful during class

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

How can you be on the same page when you skipped the first hundred pages?

After i spit it niggas be swimming to get to land, damn

The best teacher for becoming a man guess i skipped the lesson plan