This is a song about "Eating my chinese teacher out"

My eyes chinese, got me looking at rights through a slit

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

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

You never had a son, in the physical or literal

I got banana clips, eating banana chips, digest a rap, came out your shit,

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Shit be happening for a reason, everything is everything

Usually i scare my victims before i go and do my eating

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

Heyyyy! got some static for some niggas on the other side of town

At school my teacher would try to plant seeds of wisdom,

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

Help out a friend who's living with the rats and eating scraps

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

Her tears are like acid, eating my insides