This is a song about "Loving the class"

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

And the government helps the rich, turns back on the lower class,

I call that shit that middle school

Cutting class for the pool

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

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

Decides everything, the wall street banks, no they're loving it,

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

In the locker room, at lunch even sometimes in class

R.i.p to the victims reach out and take my loving letter,

So she just sit while settling for the lesser

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

Came to the uk with one suitcase, they were loving the view

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

And now it's the perfect time to start our little class