This is a song about "In class"

We ain't poor, ain't middle class, we're in the shade of grey,

I'm curious jorge, fuck what dem whores say

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

That's why he's sitting all alone in the class

Instead of being in class

So much class, double d’s and ass

The kid couldn't stick in class, the money made him drool

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

In her defense she a part of the crowd

Class is in session, get your notes out

Than anything ms. teacher said in my math class

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash

I just brought 'em more audience, shawty wait till november

All that is better than sitting in class listening to a lecture

In a class of my own, you undergraduate material

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