This is a song about "History coffee romero teacher teaching life"

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Once i get to last period the teacher talks to us about life skills

Knowing you was getting by hardly

You saying you want coffee

Teaching me to jam, writing scribbles with crayons

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

Just all them fucking low life teacher ways.

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Cause why smoke weed when you can drink black coffee?

Come on this journey

I'll make you history...

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Why aint they listening to what krs is teaching,

You know...you know who you are

Let me be your rap teacher