This is a song about "School lover"

And none drum, iller than ninth wonder

// [billie jean is not my lover]

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

In the mirror? i think im turning you into a lover.

Stay down ass clowns, you must've, thought i was such a lover

Cops rollin' past, rollin' papers in the passenger

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Say two things and play the lover

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Or her mother, or her mother's other lover

Cause they don't hear the shit im saying hunger

// [billie jean is not my lover]

Take another hit, buzzer feels like a full recover, its my lover

When i'm digging in her pussy, i'm never using a rubber

That's the sound of my tool

My friends were off at school