This is a song about "Piano class"

I'm just fucking round in class

Lights will flash, cars will crash

I can get straight to the cash

Thick lips and a sick class

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

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

My piano was the key and i just couldn't lose it

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

Along with the whole class

I can barely wipe my ass

I ain't even really need that shop class

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

First out the gate last back to class,

And when it come to the cash

Instead of being in class