This is a song about "Nadine ciaran college weed"

Visualizing being a college graduate,

All black everthing on some jigga shit

We told him no dough then we go and get your bitch

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

And college we gave yal that sensation…

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

Yeah i know we never got to meet

They vaguely decipher my language

My white ho gonna to college,

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

The drug that they brain need

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

And fleeing the sceneon rufus, my evil walrus, bitch

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

Or will they kill me while i'm sleepin, two to the head