This is a song about "The lonely girl at the back of the class"

Where the fuck is he at? i'm lonely, he's probably cozy.

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Most of america is not middle class or stacking the green,

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

In the locker room, at lunch even sometimes in class

Make the class supersize but not fat, healthy composition is where its at

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

First out the gate last back to class,

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

I know it's hard but who does god choose to go through it worst

The only girl i love..the dove in my lonely world/

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

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

Nigga with too much to say, you might make a fool of yourself

Just a lonely kid, merely a stain on the life of everyone else.