This is a song about "Loyalty and trust e class nigga"

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

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

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

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

Snoop dogg and eazy-e, weed and brass monkey,

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

I function with you and you flaunt your pistol

It's factual, this class acts back and irascible

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Skipping class and growing cold

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

She moaning and groaning, "a e i o u" no consonants/

A far reach from them rap dudes

And i have trust issues

Switch class and i barely just passed

Racks on racks, i don’t know how to act