This is a song about "Graduating class"

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

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

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

Just put your hand on the glass

I'm just fucking round in class

First out the gate last back to class,

Baby, you got that super bass

Now you're class partners for starters,

Uzi pop, you news and choppers

Your fuckin’ neighborhood doesn’t determine your social class,

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

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

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Little light in the ass

On a whole different class