This is a song about "The electoral college"

When the job are scarce and you mind lacks college

Jazz talkin, i bet i pick and roll with your bitch

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

Getting money, duckin' haters, nigga i ain't loafin' bitch

So if it comes down, may the best man win

And college we gave yal that sensation…

Okay, i’m back off into this bitch

My white ho gonna to college,

Fantasizing about the fountains, i have better ideas, why fuck it with college/

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Cuz i have the knowledge of a college kid

I'm doing shit i never might of did

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Now the fate of your future relies on a college graduate guy.

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Fuck them college girls the pussy best when twenty