This is a song about "Junior class"

Now you're class partners for starters,

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Fell asleep in first class

I can get straight to the cash

And listen to the class professor/

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Rolling while im blowing this stash

And you just want to get to class

When he told martin luther king junior

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

So chase the air hide your stash

Along with the whole class

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

See her man face-to-face through the glass

You're a junior, i'm a senior, respect your elders,

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth