This is a song about "Teachers"

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Teachers teach you but leave out the important stuff

The angels sing and i feel like thats my roll call

Fucking teachers, what the fuck is wrong with y'all

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

Fucking around in class teachers thinking i'm an imbecile

I'm an overachiever, so how about i start a team of leaders

He could regain some of his rights that’s why he went for a lot of fights with teachers

And all these teachers treat us like some fools

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Yet the teachers complain because their teaching our future

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

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

That the teachers are giving us too much homework