This is a song about "Teaching"

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

And phlo finister teaching me how to hide my emo-tions

Teaching a lesson to them lunatics

Smokin' weed like it ain't no thing, so even kids

No time to recoup teaching us our lives are all that matter

I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

But its so hard when life be teaching lessons and testing,

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Yet the teachers complain because their teaching our future

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

Discontinue/ unleashing the deadly mc demon teaching these schoolchildren/

Teaching you how i work, let's get back to the basics/

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Spitting on the mic with no saliva teaching all of'em educationally

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see