This is a song about "Dance on the class"

Those mainstream commercials won't know the lower class,

But i let off everything i have

Dance with the devil all glide, no pedal,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Little light in the ass

Along with the whole class

Gotta finish this verse, can't write it downearly flight now i'm out of town

And yes i am the teacher class sit on down/ take yah pens out/ n jot this down/

I just call it …remember all the dough

On rhyme, i'll make you dance in the flow

Lets come up to my city

Save the last dance for you and me

With ya girl givein me the best lap dance on my right knee

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

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

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