This is a song about "The american scholar by ralph waldo emerson"

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

Degrees of blunt scholar

Fuck scholar ships. give me a holar heres some ballar tips.

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

Still i gotta sickening sight seared into my sage, no scholar

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

This is what the american government has urged,

I can’t promise this verse will be better than the first

I think i beat you so easily because i'm a smart scholar,

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Like "don't let 'em 'round our women" cuz we own women like things

If you were nursed by fools, then this is your american, asian perceptions.

You trap stars, i’m rhodes scholar

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for