This is a song about "Nice teachers"

My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers

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

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Fuck cops, fuck teachers wondering if i've hit maturity

The shit, you can mention me if anybody ask you

Preachers and teachers, who you think they speakin' to?

We could go someplace nice

Take her back to where i live

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Yet the teachers complain because their teaching our future

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Teachers teach you but leave out the important stuff

Enforce, i'm elegant and

Teachers come to the door with a warrant

And all the shit you went through

Teachers do is tell us what to do