This is a song about "Guitar teacher"

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

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

Wait, hold up teacher lookin' over my shoulder/

They say beauty's in the eye of the beholder

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

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

Than anything ms. teacher said in my math class

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Spun guitar strings, wrapped around your neck

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

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

I never liked my fifth grade teacher neither!

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her