This is a song about "Teachers"

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

They always called me tripod in school, even the teachers be like

Majors misbehaving i'mma have to take it digital

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

Teachers giving lectures

So you finally got the nerve

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

No longer the person teachers adore

They ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

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

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

For real, how come the teachers of certain morals have failed

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new

Teachers do is tell us what to do

I was at the xxl just trying to excel

Wear sunnies all day so the teachers couldn't tell