This is a song about "High school classes"

Going to have my pick of classes

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

Then came high school where everything's different see

Shawty stay up in philly, shawty was hella pretty

It was my first year in high school

Then you look like a fucking fool

Whilst in a school called junior high

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie

As innocent youth, we stressed bout passin classes/

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

High school now, fuck middle school now im lifted, gifted, on a pedestal,

Graduated from high school i'm still tryna fuck the faculty

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely