This is a song about "Saying goodbye to a teacher"

There ain't no way to kiss me goodbye

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

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

Quit trying to be somebody's boss and be a leader

I'm tyler, mr. green hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap

Confusion fills like listening to a school teacher advanced

I got a mind set saying to follow the heat

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

And there's nobody to say goodbye

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

To understand what i’m saying you bitches need a glossary

I swear to satan i'm saying

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

If i take an oath that mean i give up all my area code hoes

We will see a new day, and say goodbye to our sorrows