This is a song about "College boys"

I'll never be retro like a cool kid

Visualizing being a college graduate,

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

//college rules man, get your education

'cuz my motherfuckin' parents are too poor to pay for college,

Say you want that dope shit, welcome to satan's cabbage patch, bitch

And you can tell by the chiseled horns on my forehead bitch

Second guessed it as i grew into an adult nearing college

Drop the bass like it's straight outta college

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

You can't forget run d.m.c., the beastie boys,

Simply out of this world by choice

Fat sack of knives in the passenger side, bitch

And even before i go to college,

Private interests use college for profit

It's just my fate, let me chill, nah flip