This is a song about "Teachers"

I bet that mirror gon show you

Teachers do is tell us what to do

Now i'm back on my grizzle, a plethora of strippers

Clocks tick backwards for hours as teachers stand rhyming in reverse,

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

Wear sunnies all day so the teachers couldn't tell

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Like us, cause were the guys that the teachers discuss

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

I mean look at my features, educated my teachers

Yet the teachers complain because their teaching our future

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

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

I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall

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

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