This is a song about "Ecnomics class"

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

She used to make good money, and we were middle class,

Instead of being in class

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Is a space that now you hold

Skipping class and growing cold

Now you're class partners for starters,

So you finally got the nerve

First out the gate last back to class,

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

Goddamn your ex-man is a dumb ass

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

Your beautiful during class

Those mainstream commercials won't know the lower class,

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last