This is a song about "Social class"

Cause you're most likely to crash

Fell asleep in first class

For him relationship is a social experiment

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

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

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Got my foot on the gas

First out the gate last back to class,

But never that, i'm hungry for success and i never fast

Social life hit on the back, now this shit's gonna last

Thick lips and a sick class

Just put your hand on the glass

Cause my mission's insane, you couldn't vision the pain

But fuck it, that's chains and ice, social commentary's lame,

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit