This is a song about "Teaching independent"

Teaching me to jam, writing scribbles with crayons

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

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

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

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

Teaching y'all the lessons neglected by the teachers

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

Discontinue/ unleashing the deadly mc demon teaching these schoolchildren/

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Yet the teachers complain because their teaching our future

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

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

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