This is a song about "Some chick in my digitises class"

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

I got a hundred bitches here tryna be my main chick

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist

And if the chick in my way and hate then the hoe get killed

I'll be whipping this fag / while hes sitting in class

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

In a class of my own, you undergraduate material

I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental

After class in class rooms with a hint of disgust

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

Instead of being in class

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Now you speaking my language

Your main chick is now my bitch

Fell asleep in first class

So chase the air hide your stash