This is a song about "School teacher"

Smoke reefer with ya,hippy teacher nigga, no evil nigga

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

I never liked my fifth grade teacher neither!

Wait, hold up teacher lookin' over my shoulder/

They say beauty's in the eye of the beholder

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

I killed the new generation, teacher should of left me in detention,

Heres to the kids who didnt let the teacher call them clueless

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

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

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

I wish i had a teacher

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Driving my car to a foreign place

Just all them fucking low life teacher ways.