This is a song about "Nadine ciaran college weed"

The fucking college trying to rip me off

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

And fleeing the sceneon rufus, my evil walrus, bitch

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

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

And college we gave yal that sensation…

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

Odd future wolf gang like they're filmin' twilight in this bitch

And even before i go to college,

And these artists don't need me they already rich

Drop the bass like it's straight outta college

My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Cause they right down the street

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

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image