This is a song about "Teacher"

That damier bag i bought her

I wish i had a teacher

I'm a teacher, i'm a bad influence.

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

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

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

I write my test and pass it in to the teacher

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

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

She should have invited her

Let me be your rap teacher

The teacher looked over her class one day

I want to feel her in every way

The teacher told him he can

Cause u know that this my jam