This is a song about "Starbucks white class job"

Why did i take this class/

So chase the air hide your stash

Do i bring discomfert to you're upper middle class starbucks dicks

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

On a whole different class

Got my foot on the gas

Baby, you got that super bass

Fell asleep in first class

Get you ready for your new job

Try and pull me over, i will not stop

Pawning my chain in the shop

Like they're giving me a rim job

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

In control of everyone, that's got to be a fun job

Your beautiful during class

Bring your pen and your weed stash