This is a song about "Teacher ass"

The teacher finally got to me and i started to sweat

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high

Working out 9 to 5 keeping them babies fly

The teacher told him he can

So part of the plan

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

No i'm not a teacher, won't fail you, give you an e,

See, i like the person that you are

I never liked my fifth grade teacher neither!

Little scrapes, little dents - i got over

Wait, hold up teacher lookin' over my shoulder/

I'd run myself over, but there needs to be a teacher

I'm spotted on different beaches, cohiba smoking reefer

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

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for