This is a song about "Teachers clean"

Teachers come to the door with a warrant

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

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

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

Speak with conviction or we shouldn't listen

Bitch you better clean yo linen

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

They was always ready and always clean

Teaching y'all the lessons neglected by the teachers

And i get it cheaper, i cop bricks like sneakers

I'm feeling so fresh and so clean,

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

No longer the person teachers adore

Army stance, ready for war

Chlorine, wiped the opponents clean

Exclusives, y'all never seen