This is a song about "Professor linn"

Rozay told me keep on working, shawty you’ll be rich forever, ever

All right, they call me the professor, but you can call me your successor

I'm smarter than a professor dressed from head to toe in tweed,

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Clever like an elderly professor/in a university lecture

Making love to a professor of divinity

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Cause im a swag professor

Ay yo you wonder who i are

And listen to the class professor/

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

I'm the greatest prophesying professor, nutter

Go back to your dresser, i'll examine you, i'm a lyrical professor,

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her