This is a song about "Guitar class"

First out the gate last back to class,

So much class, double d’s and ass

After class in class rooms with a hint of disgust

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

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

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

I'm a first class writer,

She should have invited her

Some guitar lessons later formed my own band

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand

Wreck these thangs, have em looking like halle berry's car

Bitch put the fuckin mic down go play a guitar

When i step up out the maserati car

I can play binary search better than guitar

Instead of being in class

Baby got that super bass