This is a song about "Maths class"

Instead of being in class

Does a stripper love to shake that ass

First out the gate last back to class,

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

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

Fell asleep in first class

No one-half and i hate math

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass

Your fuckin’ neighborhood doesn’t determine your social class,

Uzi pop, you news and choppers

Now you're class partners for starters,

First out the gate last back to class,

So much class, double d’s and ass