This is a song about "Bad students and teacher"

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

I'm a teacher, i'm a bad influence.

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

But instead we ignored the students and became rap mutants/

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

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

And give a fuck about what the teacher tryna instruct

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

When i am mad, and things look bad/

And yes i am the teacher class sit on down/ take yah pens out/ n jot this down/

I ain't gonna have ya try ta have you play me like a silly clown

Now i lead a new school full of students

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus