This is a song about "Middle class"

Middle class with money but i still think that's a fuckin sin

I give him a helping hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

That to white, middle class america needs explainin',

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

The wealthy are top two, upper middle class is eight percent,

I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business

The middle class suburban kids are cryin', and slittin' wrists,

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

Working and middle-class people were viewed as gutter trash,

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

I always felt even though we were barely middle class,

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

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

Together all the timethought it was true love

Those pseudo-intellectual middle class hipster liberals,