This is a song about "Weed drugs class"

While i'm rubbing on that ass

And you just want to get to class

Why did i take this class/

Lights will flash, cars will crash

Bonding over our love for drugs

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

On a whole different class

I can get straight to the cash

Of having so much drugs, so much drugs

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Sell a dub mix some drugs

Good kids make bad grown ups

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Little light in the ass

First out the gate last back to class,