This is a song about "My teachers booty"

I mean look at my features, educated my teachers

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

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

That's the way, you can move it baby

Teachers said that i was lazy

Everything is subject to change like broken dollars

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

As this booty quakes lakes,

Ya'll bullshittin', still goin on dates

Big booty girls whining on me so slow

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

No longer the person teachers adore

The angels sing and i feel like thats my roll call