This is a song about "Physics teacher"

Smoke reefer with ya,hippy teacher nigga, no evil nigga

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

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

The teacher finally got to me and i started to sweat

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high

Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Let me be your rap teacher

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

The teacher looked over her class one day

Of impactful things one can ask for

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

Finish high school, study for physics

Went out and had a church of kids