This is a song about "French class"

I been smokin' that mary jane way after class(way after class)

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Thick lips and a sick class

Gotta make that cash

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

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

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

So, just tell me something about yourself

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

Fuck what i say lets shoot this bitch up like it's the french revolution!/

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Excuse my french but i’m in france, i’m just sayin'