Working and middle-class people were viewed as gutter trash,
But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class
The system aint working like what we used to be
They giving pounds and that before get the money
I remember shotguns and modest working class homes,
Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes
Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her
The working class section, and my parents blue collar,
Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass
In the locker room, at lunch even sometimes in class
Poor, working-class household, now i'm here out cold,
I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed
Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop
We're working nine-to-five at different jobs, around the clock,
But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas
The white working class is the majority, the upper class,
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