This is a song about "School teacher"

Going broke, no sir

Let me be your rap teacher

I write my test and pass it in to the teacher

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Confusion fills like listening to a school teacher advanced

Red beam on it like kano back, high price for the volcano rap

Living in a box full of cuyahoga booze, and listen

Every teacher always wondered why i was the quiet one

I wish i had a teacher

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

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

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

Ya'll are the students and i'm the rap teacher

And then along came the wrong man for her

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

Though she pop me low, lookin’ for dat beaver