This is a song about "Music teachers"

Wear sunnies all day so the teachers couldn't tell

Only getting high cuz we closer to hell

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

Fucking teachers, what the fuck is wrong with y'all

Niggas is kemba walker tryna see me pitfall

I mean look at my features, educated my teachers

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

Teachers come to the door with a warrant

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

And all these teachers treat us like some fools

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

Love the game though this is coming from a different place

But i pull 'em up when i'm passing teachers just in case

Fucking around in class teachers thinking i'm an imbecile

It's only right we lose greatness at its pinnacle