This is a song about "First class"

And all the shit you went through

First class trip just to see you

I'm a first class writer,

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

And flying first class the bong is what i want passed that aint a microphone

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

And you just want to get to class

They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked

After class in class rooms with a hint of disgust

I woke up screaming, fuck the world

But lets put first things first

Simeon in the first class front seat to the top/

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

While i'm rubbing on that ass

Why did i take this class/