This is a song about "Teachers are"

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked

Teachers come to the door with a warrant

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

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Yet the teachers complain because their teaching our future

Ducking bill collectors like jehovah’s witness

Like us, cause were the guys that the teachers discuss

Uh, and how i wish i would've met you first

That the teachers are giving us too much homework

And all these teachers treat us like some fools

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

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

The 40 if i cop bottles, we can't believe you

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

Girls will love you for your cross they ain't jesus lovers