This is a song about "Teaching programming"

Why aint they listening to what krs is teaching,

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything

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

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

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

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

Yet the teachers complain because their teaching our future

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

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

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

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

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

These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same

Teaching y'all the lessons neglected by the teachers

Newest of sneakers, you consuming the bleachers