This is a song about "College costs"

Jazz talkin, i bet i pick and roll with your bitch

Drop the bass like it's straight outta college

Double m self made we forever rich

When the job are scarce and you mind lacks college

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

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

Fantasizing about the fountains, i have better ideas, why fuck it with college/

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Private interests use college for profit

I put some cash in ya pocket

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

And college is a scheme, a cog in the machine

Visualizing being a college graduate,

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Is it my fault that my parents did not go to college?

Double s shit, swastikas on the letterman, bitch