Alright, yeah, nigga, i was in the mall
Fucking teachers, what the fuck is wrong with y'all
For real, how come the teachers of certain morals have failed
Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised
Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will
Bullies were first next were the teachers then later to the principal
I know it's hard but who does god choose to go through it worst
That the teachers are giving us too much homework
Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years
Teaching y'all the lessons neglected by the teachers
Slappin' teachers and jackin' off in front of my counselors
And there ain't been no buster, prepared for you suckers
Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts
Clocks tick backwards for hours as teachers stand rhyming in reverse,
I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love
Teachers teach you but leave out the important stuff
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