This is a song about "Puking on a teacher"

Gotta finish this verse, can't write it downearly flight now i'm out of town

And yes i am the teacher class sit on down/ take yah pens out/ n jot this down/

Ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends

The teacher begins passing out the tests

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

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

And give a fuck about what the teacher tryna instruct

Nigga fuck your role model bitch, i'm my own idol and

I write my test and pass it in to the teacher

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

I'm just a leader but don't call me teacher

So as your teacher im going to talk to like im a preacher,

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Good kids make bad grown ups

Puking all over the rugs