This is a song about "Teaching programming"

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

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Yet the teachers complain because their teaching our future

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

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

When they try to teach us, we be in the bleachers

Teaching y'all the lessons neglected by the teachers

Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool

But he was good at teaching lessons, best in the school,

Teaching me to jam, writing scribbles with crayons

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

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

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

I'm looking forward to programming again,