This is a song about "Ecnomics class"

All this paper i fold

Skipping class and growing cold

If i dont bag i’ll be thinking bout your ass

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

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

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

Instead of being in class

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

And you just want to get to class

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

Along with the whole class

Cause you're most likely to crash

I don’t care where ya are

I'm a first class writer,

I can barely wipe my ass

I ain't even really need that shop class