This is a song about "Computer class"

Supersonic future with computer shit spits quick, bionic

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit

Your life is a product of trash

Your beautiful during class

Thick lips and a sick class

So chase the air hide your stash

I'll be your student loan girl you ain't heard nothing

Then they saw my computer screen, their eyes fixed on my ping.

Little light in the ass

First out the gate last back to class,

I'm a computer see, i'm quicker than a human be

Better keep that ho on a leash don't make your only

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known

I got computer technology inside of my dome

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

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