This is a song about "College and prostitutes"

And now it's real, the power kills me, how to pay for college shit,

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

"stay strong, keep your faith in god," what i told him

And college we gave yal that sensation…

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

College. fuck college, this place is heartless, wanna bet?

And even before i go to college,

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

10 kids will go to college and 8 will drop out

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

He grew up watching pimps, thieves, dealers, and prostitutes,

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

Leave you like college girl - drunk and droolin'

Pills turn to crack and a buncha madness no college classes

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus