This is a song about "College waterbottle"

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

Second guessed it as i grew into an adult nearing college

My white ho gonna to college,

Never agree with that message

And even before i go to college,

Ain't nobody checking for your garbage

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

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

Say you want that dope shit, welcome to satan's cabbage patch, bitch

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

Odd future wolf gang like they're filmin' twilight in this bitch

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

Take your hat off and get to cuttin: kung lao on that bitch

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

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