This is a song about "Teachers"

In these new lebron viiis, you are just a witness

Teachers teach you but leave out the important stuff

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

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

Teachers told biggie smalls he'd be a trash man

My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil’ tan

Teaching y'all the lessons neglected by the teachers

Get your ass privileges with parking meters

Teachers giving lectures

If i sent my dad letters

I mean look at my features, educated my teachers

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth

I never quit never fell ,i became a rap master,oh ya well last massage to teachers

Preachers and teachers, who you think they speakin' to?

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu