This is a song about "Going to class"

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

So don't waste your time on bitches just stick with going to class

Head of the class moments need to pass

Just put your hand on the glass

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

And now it's the perfect time to start our little class

It got to be a lot of shit in your ass

She used to make good money, and we were middle class,

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

We've all got questions to ask, lessons to learn outside a class

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

The bell rings and i walk up to next class

I used to look up to middle-class kids for trading places,

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

I walk down the hallway to my class

I can barely wipe my ass