This is a song about "Living a middle class life"

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

She used to make good money, and we were middle class,

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note

Branded a son of middle-class folk,

Life is a bitch but i skipped school gripped my balls middle finger saying fuck

Yeah i'm a menace, god as my witness, with this pen i'm insane, yup

Knowing i can go wherever and get 8 more

Children who actually have a life worth living for,

I'm gettin blitzed and i reminsce on all the times we shared

The wealthy are top two, upper middle class is eight percent,

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

It's a chordaroy life that i'm living hazy

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows

Ma became middle class, and we got a a nice house,