This is a song about "95 thesis"

So guess what my thesis was? "don't judge a book by it's cover, or you will be left to wonder"

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

Lyrics are a thesis, pumped through speakers

Talking about the god you serve

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

If you believe it, my thesis is you're a dummy.. or

That day in '95 i had you niggas snooping

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

This is my thesis my minds a puzzle and i'm losing the pieces,

The way a nigga see it you little niggas is curious

Penetratin' you dick heads in an instant like catheters, my thesis

Born in 95 im my brothers keepers

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

Forever dedicated, maybach poetic genius

Finishing the paper while haters be stuck at the thesis!