This is a song about "Appreciation towards teachers"

Teachers do is tell us what to do

Grew with disdain though i hate whoever ain't you

Teachers giving lectures

If i sent my dad letters

I mean look at my features, educated my teachers

Half a millie on the road, y'all relyin on features

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

I'm walking towards your corpses

Teachers come to the door with a warrant

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

Like i wasn't going for like mix-tape of the year

Run towards your dreams not towards your fear

But i pull 'em up when i'm passing teachers just in case

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

[g] great gestures gear towards great guidance, geronimo,

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though