This is a song about "Hot teacher"

Than anything ms. teacher said in my math class

If i dont bag i’ll be thinking bout your ass

Every teacher always wondered why i was the quiet one

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

But my junior year english teacher portrayed

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

And give a fuck about what the teacher tryna instruct

I though i was red hot

Bring the keys, oh my god

Now my shit is like a crip sneaker

I'm just a leader but don't call me teacher

Like michael jackson, how you do me this way

The teacher looked over her class one day

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

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