This is a song about "Letter to mr dean college"

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

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

But not to get to college degree or go staying in school,

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

Mr. this is urgent needing u to explain it perfect

Wale dc said we on joe

Shouts to mr rizzo

I'm in college now got the professors to mob with me

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

Maybe mr. mathers will try to kill me

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

A letter to his mother tells of his fatal mistake

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

I put her on the train, little engine could, bitch