This is a song about "Professor"

Clyde drexler, before the hood got dribbled niggas right up on the stretcher

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 everything after nautilus ain't a beat

Clever like an elderly professor/in a university lecture

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

And listen to the class professor/

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Making love to a professor of divinity

I'm trynna get you off like a fucking loophole

You are my alchemist, female professor croll

I'm the greatest prophesying professor, nutter

I got that same hunger, rock-a-fella chain hunger

Cause im a swag professor

Well, that's what you are