This is a song about "Class status"

She need now, she ain't never needed love

Baby super star status

How the fuck you wipe your ass

Why did i take this class/

Fell asleep in first class

Your life is a product of trash

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

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Just to attain the freedom status to everyone with hatred

M.o.b.! nigga we ridei hit the charts like a stick-up kid

Baby, you got that super bass

On a whole different class

Listen--this is the status quo. and even though my lines overflow

Doobies roll your booty ho alexis know the truthy, bro

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Fuck betta go check on my status!