This is a song about "Boys in my college think they so bad"

But now invisible cells around your brain

So bad they think im hacking the game

College educated, slightly balding, so i shave my head

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

Stressin to become the first in my fam to go to college/

But i'mma cut through the line to get outta this bitch

So think they should rap less

I'm hoping i confess

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

I stay in the shower for so long to get the bad thoughts out of my head

Hit my peak, think i need a drink, cotton so bad call me joe. twist those bags rollin in dough.

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Beat em down so bad they won't forget

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead