This is a song about "Ill teach you how to rap"

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

Maybe i'll teach you something about how we deal with strife.

Ill make you eat the words of your fruity rap then tell me how it fuckin tastes

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

She don't really care about anyone advice

Fucking up a jerm beat, teach you how to vandalize

You need to go to, like, vienna or something

Bro enough farting, i'll teach ya how to swing rap and sing

Building a contraption with suspension to teach you a lesson.

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

Ain’t nobody here leading, it’s way too easy to follow

Try to start a rap off without crap about how good you flow.

Professing they found one ready as this

But no girls wanted to teach me how to kiss

So now we in the hotel, mirrors on the ceiling

Ill show imagery to show you how im feeling,