This is a song about "School teachers"

Got four underneath the old-school as well

Wear sunnies all day so the teachers couldn't tell

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

But i pull 'em up when i'm passing teachers just in case

Teachers do is tell us what to do

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

Like us, cause were the guys that the teachers discuss

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Teachers teach you but leave out the important stuff

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

Slappin' teachers and jackin' off in front of my counselors

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

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

And you ain't gotta go to war

No longer the person teachers adore