This is a song about "Me and teacher are like chalk and cheese"

Let me be your rap teacher

And i hope you a believer

The vision is quite clear

Chalk em up like a stencil

I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw

I grab my chalk and i begin to draw

Me and rap are close, like butter on toast

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

While i'm eating some cheese and watch the trees

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

I top and outperform, screeching bones like a board and chalk

I'm spittin' when i walk, kickin' up chalk on the block and know i walk funny,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Sitting on the couch, that was my uncle bobby

I can call that bitch to make me a cheese and salami