This is a song about "Musical class"

Let my success be a lesson for those with a musical obsession

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Fell asleep in first class

I can barely wipe my ass

Fresh off my musical debut

And while you doin you

I'm a rare rat that be hunted by the super cat

As well as this musical poetry, rap

Bring your pen and your weed stash

On a whole different class

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

A musical, influential, defender

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

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

Thick lips and a sick class