This is a song about "College costs"

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

When we rumble, it's a catastrophyout for revenge on bitch

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

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

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

But it didnt have a taste for me that's why i was thrown out of college,

We don't need y'all, the fader's who we really fucking with, bitch

Leave you like college girl - drunk and droolin'

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Those people don't get a chance, but the electoral college,

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

The only reason that i put up with this moody ass bitch

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

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

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch