This is a song about "College degree"

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

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

And even before i go to college,

3 cell phones and still i won't call a bitch

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Fuck it bouta hit em' with the third degree

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

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

The furnace be permanently burning g's to the 3rd degree

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

She tried to flee, to a certain degree

The ape is a beast, tranquilize that bitch

Drop the bass like it's straight outta college

I'll have u decoded to the lowest degree,

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree