This is a song about "Teaching rap"

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Teaching a lesson to them lunatics

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

Teaching me to jam, writing scribbles with crayons

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.

Fo ta lova rap, i always loved rap,

I'm a rare rat that be hunted by the super cat

Imma spit this angry rap

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

Slowly, so therefore i rap

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

Teaching y'all the lessons neglected by the teachers

Where my soldiers at, no longer drug dealers

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

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