This is a song about "I ve got a phd in everything"

Get blown like lawn leaves

I got a hulck in ma jeans

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

I got a laptop in my back pocket

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

I got a mixtape in hands, got plans to kill shit,

Got a box that filled with almost everything else

Never will i ever utter never to myself

Get the guap they want a slice of everything that you got

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top