This is a song about "Cool teacher"

My grade six teacher was queer and not cool,

But she forgot about the golden rule

My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high

K o d, m i a, twenty racks, let it fly

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

The teacher finally got to me and i started to sweat

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

Smoke reefer with ya,hippy teacher nigga, no evil nigga

Fucked up preacher fuck all world religion my life is a fucking teacher

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Let me be your rap teacher

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Sipping moscato with models having exotic dishes

On my face for dating my school's bio teacher what a mistress

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Wait, hold up teacher lookin' over my shoulder/