This is a song about "8 th grade science teacher"

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Ya'll are the students and i'm the rap teacher

I con science, an icon to my alliance

And we ride rotten, 2 choppers found dirty sirens

Let me be your rap teacher

Ya'll wife and white knight her

So here i am at the store for some chips

Cause they can test animals for science

These acoustic threads are like academic science

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

I'd run myself over, but there needs to be a teacher

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate

Tricky as arithmetic was spittin' shit in sixth grade,