This is a song about "Lower class"

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

Than a tornado that's based in lower diego

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Intelligence level is lower than pedals

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

But the media, fuck it, 'cuz it's a lower class household,

Lower than the lames is

But i don't got the steak for y'all dishes

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

When you were lower class, wonderin' who pays him next,

Your lines of rhyme just keep getting lower and lower

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

I'm just fucking round in class

Little light in the ass

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

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass