This is a song about "Guitar class"

You can't be wiping your ass

Instead of being in class

I ain't even really need that shop class

It got to be a lot of shit in your ass

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

First out the gate last back to class,

After class in class rooms with a hint of disgust

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different

Your beautiful during class

Rolling while im blowing this stash

Those mainstream commercials won't know the lower class,

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

After class in class rooms with a hint of disgust

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

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