This is a song about "Bad teachers rap"

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

I mean look at my features, educated my teachers

Iphone and ipad, air max, and my gat

Y'all brainwashed me bad to think that honky's rap

Got a shit flow, admitting that you rap bad, thats sad

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

People give a bad fuckin' rap to old-school southern rap,

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

In this game rap im on top of that its not that bad

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag

They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back

And for the record, i didn't think your rap was bad

I can't rap to this beat anymore, it's getting me to gag bad,

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Fucking teachers, what the fuck is wrong with y'all

Just me and my boss no worries at all