This is a song about "A teacher thats leaving"

No i'm not a teacher, won't fail you, give you an e,

I got plans for you look in the sky baby

And then he went leaving all of usin a total awe leaving behind the message that

Homie, if it was me, you'd do the shit for mehomie, i can remember scrappin' back to back

Staring from the mirror leaving my head in a spin

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Head rush, a feel like your leaving your body

Thats a nice gun you have

Why probe our ass

I'm just a leader but don't call me teacher

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Hating the picture in the mirrorthey claim we inferior

So as your teacher im going to talk to like im a preacher,

Used to ride little buses, i ain’t fuck with my teachers

Upon listening to a verse your leaving in a hearse