This is a song about "My teacher to"

At school my teacher would try to plant seeds of wisdom,

Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

The teacher begins passing out the tests

Punched the teacher out like pow, he jumped my ass with some cleats

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

I write my test and pass it in to the teacher

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang

The teacher told him he can

I'm a teacher, i'm a bad influence.

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

The teacher finally got to me and i started to sweat

On my face for dating my school's bio teacher what a mistress

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness