This is a song about "Class"

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

Your beautiful during class

Baby got that super bass

Gotta make that cash

Why did i take this class/

Now you're class partners for starters,

Let's enjoy our younger years

Just put your hand on the glass

I'm just fucking round in class

I walk down the hallway to my class

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

I'm a first class writer,

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

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