This is a song about "Russian teacher"

And give a fuck about what the teacher tryna instruct

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

My talent should take me places i've never been

But one last one, является ли это конец? russian

But my junior year english teacher portrayed

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision

Every teacher always wondered why i was the quiet one

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

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

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

I write my test and pass it in to the teacher

There is no control, like a gun barrel in russian roulette,

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

That nuvo or that goose egg got you losin your religion

At school my teacher would try to plant seeds of wisdom,