This is a song about "Teachers birthday"

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

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

Billy-club chainsaw, i’m coming through their front door

No longer the person teachers adore

My words play like i'm a father at a birthday meet.

But hey yo look, money from across the street

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Teachers stay bitching, cause i stay skipping

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

And all these teachers treat us like some fools

The boa know they loving the crew

Teachers do is tell us what to do

But i pull 'em up when i'm passing teachers just in case

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

You ain't even call me on my birthday

104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way