This is a song about "Augustana college"

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

And college is a scheme, a cog in the machine

Private interests use college for profit

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

Your ho be on my penis, she check my french, bitch

Maybe it's because i probably won't go to college,

College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,

They dubaleing to me. bawo ni to my ladies

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

Second guessed it as i grew into an adult nearing college

Drop the bass like it's straight outta college

Never agree with that message

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

Now the fate of your future relies on a college graduate guy.

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

But girl i'm in college, baby i can't see you.