This is a song about "Working class"

Along with the whole class

No one-half and i hate math

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

I grew up with working-class friends, staying true,

Your chick said i'm hot

Working my way to the top

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

That 53% of whites are working class with stereotypes?

I can get straight to the cash

Fell asleep in first class

Aye, is this mic working?

Flapjack, ooh he bring

Cause you're most likely to crash

Thick lips and a sick class