This is a song about "Teaching programming"

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

Teaching a lesson to them lunatics

Y’all are like snitches, you can’t see the pen

I'm looking forward to programming again,

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Teaching y'all the lessons neglected by the teachers

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

And given to those who are blind, teaching them the well timed purpose of fame.

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

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

I can see it with my cats eye but you to busy teaching kids that rats die

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

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

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

I'm true to me, speak freely, call me daddy teaching you the birds and bees,

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always