This is a song about "Italian class"

After class in class rooms with a hint of disgust

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked

Along with the whole class

Lights will flash, cars will crash

Remember meeting you in those italian heels and that designer dress

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

Why did i take this class/

Bring your pen and your weed stash

I ain't even really need that shop class

Goddamn your ex-man is a dumb ass

Why probe our ass

Thick lips and a sick class

No one-half and i hate math

And you just want to get to class

Gotta make that cash

On a whole different class