This is a song about "Bad students and teacher"

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

Blew twenty bands in that king of diamonds

Teacher asked you a question and you pissed your pants like swimmin in pools

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

And my teacher wrote me up but im bout to ditch this referral

If we wasn't so original, then we'd be criminal

No, not bombs over baghdad

Told me whats good and bad

When i am mad, and things look bad/

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

The teacher finally got to me and i started to sweat

The club underwater, have em running out the front

And give a fuck about what the teacher tryna instruct

I wish i had a teacher

You know...you know who you are