This is a song about "My rival college"

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Im freestyling tell your mommy you got a mean rival

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

Fat sack of knives in the passenger side, bitch

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

Go to college, lend a hand, and save up for my retirement

And standing there idle, only your reflection your rival,

Spit it like i get it from the bible for your survival

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

Your ho be on my penis, she check my french, bitch

His a very hard rival you little ben

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Drop the bass like it's straight outta college

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

Fill the library of a college , flying my vision like a cockpit,

Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did