This is a song about "College sleep"

Wolf gang in this bitch, nigga, we six feet deep

Fucking ya own sister in her sleep

To my knowledge college ain't an option

Where god at? i need to call him

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

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

Private interests use college for profit

Don’t gotta shop, i ain't paying for shit

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Leave you like college girl - drunk and droolin'

Translation cause my life is too sweet

Place the knives precisely where you sleep

I say what my mind speak

Demons torture me in my sleep

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

The fucking college trying to rip me off