This is a song about "Music teacher"

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

...i make beautiful music,

P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

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

Just all them fucking low life teacher ways.

Wordplay for days, smoking haze for days

The teacher looked over her class one day

6 months, right back on the damn block anyway

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

Ya'll are the students and i'm the rap teacher

I’m like a drug dealer

Let me be your rap teacher

Than anything ms. teacher said in my math class

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash