Our math teacher is Boehmler's Jim,
sais he's married but who'd marry him?
Insane old guy, his hair's all grey,
his wife is a man, I bet he is gay,
you ask him a question he talks you to sleep,
he talks about fractions and you're counting sheep,
this ugly azz shirt he wears every day,
he pro'lly didn't shower since last year may,
and then there are his moldy sneakers,
he'd still be a virgin if he didn't pay tweakers!
He talks like a grandpa he lives in the past,
but he'd never notice, he thinks he's the blast,
in World War 1 he drunk tea with our snipers,
he's getting so old, they make him wear diapers!
but I should stop now, don't wanna make Jimmy cry,
so chill people, I'm outta here, bye!