This is a song about "Rap about missing your teacher"

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

And give a fuck about what the teacher tryna instruct

You don't want rap about drugs or liquor?

Growing up, your dreams are getting bigger

And that's exactly it, your missing out on your life,

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

She all on my skin

About your condition,

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

I'm all about the art of rap/ i'll knock off your starter cap

About how i'm an asshole and i don't rap about relevant issues,

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

Go to thrift store and pick up your missing shoes

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose