This is a song about "Yah"

Where they cherish gangsters and not teachers

Yah i got the mostly deadly and sick verse,

Anytime you wanna cry, just pull a kleenex out yah front, bum

My hat is by jabbia and if you got a fucking problem

At age eight, it wasn't hate that filled yah, it was yah uncle's dick,

If no one's there to listen guess i'll put it in the music

Twista finna get up on the track

Coming straight at yah watch yah back

And yes i am the teacher class sit on down/ take yah pens out/ n jot this down/

Heyyyy! got some static for some niggas on the other side of town

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

Its aiming right at yah and coming in full force

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

But lil yah-yah was stubborn, yo he did not listen,