This is a song about "Social class"

And when it come to the cash

Thick lips and a sick class

Passion for global control and economic and social domination

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Your beautiful during class

Crawls right down the crack of your ass

Getting paid off our operation we ain't even doctors

What the fuck do i say to psychologists and social workers?

She had few friends, because her social skills were none

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit

What the fuck do i say to psychologists and social workers?

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

I can barely wipe my ass

I'm just fucking round in class