This is a song about "Favourite teacher"

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends

The teacher begins passing out the tests

You are my favourite place

They say that i never cease to amaze

Wait, hold up teacher lookin' over my shoulder/

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things are gonna get easier

I'd run myself over, but there needs to be a teacher

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

The way the stats setted out i was the favourite on paper

But my junior year english teacher portrayed

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

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

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist

Off your favourite flavour packet of crisp