This is a song about "In my class"

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Non are in the same class as me

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

In a class of my own, you undergraduate material

So chase the air hide your stash

I'm just fucking round in class

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

Running through my mind like i was late for class

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

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

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

Than anything ms. teacher said in my math class

I walk down the hallway to my class

You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass

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

Ff-fuck outta here, thats how they gettin gas