This is a song about "Egnlish class"

Rolling while im blowing this stash

Your beautiful during class

First out the gate last back to class,

While i'm rubbing on that ass

Along with the whole class

And when it come to the cash

Now you're class partners for starters,

Better yet they work my every nerve

Thick lips and a sick class

Your life is a product of trash

I walk down the hallway to my class

Crawls right down the crack of your ass

I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk

After class in class rooms with a hint of disgust

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

Stack in his hand trynna make that last