Do you believe in God? Then believe that I wake up every day and eat the shit outta some oranges. Because that’s reality. Breakfast is crucial. I’m talking spinach, eggs, and if I got some extra, then you know I got some mushrooms. Because I work too hard to not to. Ya feel me? That’s why I last weekend I got my Tercel detailed. Shampooed seats and everything. Because no matter who you think you are, the blind stares of a million pairs of eyes still judge. I don’t care who you think you are. I don’t care if you think you a lawyer. How you gonna be a man in a dirty Tercel?
TEACHER LIFE is a lifestyle. We got stress and character flaws that come from our lifestyle just like any other lifestyle. That's why I got fans in my trunk. I could be the best teacher anybody ever seen if given the chance, the opportunity, the experience, and the lessons from the people. I could be the best. But, right now, I don’t even wish to be the best, I just wanna be one of ‘em.
Now when I came out, I told you this was just about teachers in sweater vests with jobs. Then everybody had to open their mouth with an opinion. Well, this is how we gonna do this:
FORGET TEACHERS IN SWEATER VESTS. FORGET TEACHERS WITH JOBS. AND IF YOU WANNA BE DOWN WITH TEACHERS IN SWEATER VESTS THAT GOT JOBS, THEN FORGET YOU TOO! ALL YOU SWEATER VESTERS, FORGET YOU TOO!
And to all you still not getting it, visualize what you can't see--because you don't know shit about teaching, and you don't know shit about me. I'm a business man. I'm here to make money and bring change. This ain't a game. If this was chess, I'd be yelling "checkmate" three years ago. This is TEACHER LIFE. Tercel drivin' til we die!