This is a song about "College waterbottle"

And college we gave yal that sensation…

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

That wasn't bullets, that was copies of bastard, you bitch

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

Visualizing being a college graduate,

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

Leave you like college girl - drunk and droolin'

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

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

Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet

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

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

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick

Going off into college doesn't mean that i ain't sick

Left my home alone, you can call me macaulay bitch

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