This is a song about "Economics class"

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

I walk down the hallway to my class

First out the gate last back to class,

You can't be wiping your ass

See youse a nasty girl, wit yo fine ass

Those mainstream commercials won't know the lower class,

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

Your beautiful during class

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

Thick lips and a sick class

So much class, double d’s and ass

Now you're class partners for starters,

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Your life is a product of trash

Why did i take this class/