This is a song about "Teachers"

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Like us, cause were the guys that the teachers discuss

And all these teachers treat us like some fools

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Bullies were first next were the teachers then later to the principal

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

Fucking around in class teachers thinking i'm an imbecile

Teachers said that i was lazy

Cause all i want is you, baby

She was confused because i am usually a teachers pet

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

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

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

That the teachers are giving us too much homework

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first