This is a song about "In class still rappin"

I'll be whipping this fag / while hes sitting in class

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Maybe true, 'til i told this bitch in gym class

Does a stripper love to shake that ass

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

I'mma beat these rappers in this rappin' game,

Collection of freestyles that i just want to make

Wisest to be rappin since mac was in fourth grade.

And that ain't shit in poor neighborhoods but middle class silence,

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

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

In the locker room, at lunch even sometimes in class

Doing freestyle battles and writin' rhymes up in math class,

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

I try to tell them i'm one of the

I'm rappin soul in my scriptures, torah,