This is a song about "College football"

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

Thowin around bombs worse then ponder with a football,

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

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

To my knowledge college ain't an option

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

And i'm wolf, that was me who shoved the cock in your bitch

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

Punt her like a football 'till my hoof leg goes numb. my oh my, what do we here?

Tupac, the nigga of truth, the nigga of heart, back when he was the real deal//

Like football your ass smacked dad

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

And college we gave yal that sensation…

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

Stressin to become the first in my fam to go to college/

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