This is a song about "Teachers at school"

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

Clear perception, people at school think i live a good life,

Shit this life gets overwhelming and more then hectic

I might be going to school at only takoma mc

I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool

You see a black kid at a private catholic school

At school all the other niggas rocked the nikes

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

Lord forgive me i'm trying, know i ain't living right

We hang at school and chat every night

And even your friends at school.

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

They'd whoop my ass after-school, would flee at took flight,

I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

But he was good at teaching lessons, best in the school,