This is a song about "Marketing class"

Skipping class and growing cold

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Your beautiful during class

You can't be wiping your ass

Down in dallas at the all-star game

Flying first class on my airplane

How the fuck you wipe your ass

I walk down the hallway to my class

And listen to the class professor/

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

I been smokin' that mary jane way after class(way after class)

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

I can barely wipe my ass

Thick lips and a sick class

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

The white working class is the majority, the upper class,