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[Verse 1] Now, in fifth grade, I went askew Half the time when I'm chilling, I'm still so confused Like these teachers mobbing on me, saying to improve But I'm saying, cause I'm black, that don't make that an excuse Now, this substitute came in, my head sporadic Like I was 'bout to pull myself a Ben Braddock Like she in love with me, shit, I'm getting seduced Since we introduced, she been giving my grades the boost But my days was getting rough around her, she like eureka Every time I speak, bruh, this some reverse Lolita I mean, in love, this teacher has fallen, agreed? I'm in grade school, she got herself a college degree I mean, I'll admit the shit, she a looker But the way she dangling in front, it's like she a hooker Assort dominance, conglomerates on my scholar shit Run out of oxygen, real life Mrs. Robinson [Hook] This shit don't happen too often It's not even an option I'm the one she picked, no cotton Real life Dustin Hoffman [Verse 2] If I'm coming too haste, forgive But this bitch fucking broke up my relationship Cause of her jealousy, she jealously tore the shit in half Because she was telling my girl like this and that Diplomatic immunity, sorry, that doesn't relate Is she insane, messing with my girl was a mistake So I played along with the seducing, turned her to Medusa Me, her, and my girl, fictional love Bermuda I swear I was gonna snitch at first, but no moolah Now I got an excellent plan, hallelujah So she sat me down, by myself in the classroom And then she licked my cheek, said it taste like cashew Wanted to take to the bathroom but I resisted She was consistent, realized this moment existed Yeah, that day, I was nearly molested But the recording device in my pocket got the teacher arrested [Hook] This shit don't happen too often It's not even an option I'm the one she picked, no cotton Real life Dustin Hoffman