This is a song about "Killing teachers"

But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans

.started makin stak..killing killing killing killing killing killing raps

No longer the person teachers adore

Billy-club chainsaw, i’m coming through their front door

Slappin' teachers and jackin' off in front of my counselors

Everything is subject to change like broken dollars

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Teachers said that i was lazy

Teachers giving lectures

The richest place on earth

They always called me tripod in school, even the teachers be like

Or that you could ever see me and you in another light

I'm trying to let the force be with you, i get you

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