This is a song about "Fuck teachers"

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Yet the teachers complain because their teaching our future

Smoking skunky weed, my nigga got caught by some teachers

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

Teachers teach you but leave out the important stuff

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

I never quit never fell ,i became a rap master,oh ya well last massage to teachers

And all these teachers treat us like some fools

Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots

Preachers and teachers, who you think they speakin' to?

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

Clocks tick backwards for hours as teachers stand rhyming in reverse,

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

For real, how come the teachers of certain morals have failed