This is a song about "Teaching styles"

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

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

My styles universal aliens feel it

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Poster child of wild styles apparatus closer to cactus

Hate it when i leave

High styles crumbling leaves

Discontinue/ unleashing the deadly mc demon teaching these schoolchildren/

And ya pussy was amazing but it ain't worth a couple million

Your words are #pregnant, my styles #inconceivable, #premature death

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

Now this is what i call an evening

Why aint they listening to what krs is teaching,

Teaching me to jam, writing scribbles with crayons

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box