This is a song about "Teaching styles"

Teaching y'all the lessons neglected by the teachers

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Teaching ignorant bliss

Get my taste from all of my bitches

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

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

Controling my steamknowing my team to deserve more

Just gotta be a fighter with no styles that bore

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

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

It sorta becomes a cycle like hoes bleeding

Why aint they listening to what krs is teaching,

Poster child of wild styles apparatus closer to cactus

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

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

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her