This is a song about "School teachers"

No longer do i freestyle, money for the strippers

Clocks tick backwards for hours as teachers stand rhyming in reverse,

He could regain some of his rights that’s why he went for a lot of fights with teachers

I'm an overachiever, so how about i start a team of leaders

They always called me tripod in school, even the teachers be like

Test the water let me know if the temperature right

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Fuck cops, fuck teachers wondering if i've hit maturity

You're my reflection and all i see is you

Teachers do is tell us what to do

School was a bummer; all the teachers were acting like they had high notoriety

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

And all these teachers treat us like some fools

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

Talking of the gods you serve

Teachers giving lectures