This is a song about "Class people"

Along with the whole class

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

I been smokin' that mary jane way after class(way after class)

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

But i let off everything i have

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

Fell asleep in first class

So chase the air hide your stash

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

First out the gate last back to class,

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

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

Ay yo you wonder who i are

I'm a first class writer,